Monday, February 27, 2012
I have a dress I haven't looked for because while I want to wear, I'm afraid it won't fit yet. Doesn't that sound silly? It's like having a clown in the closet - you open the door expecting something to jump out and scare the pants off you and stop yourheart so you die in your pajamas right there on the floor.
But it does feel like an ache or itch that won't go away. I am hoping tomorrow I find courage and time to go on a dress hunt. Because I think it is less likely that a clown can fit in my closet than for my dress to fit me. But I don't KNOW.
Which brings be back to my circle.
the creepiest clown face I could find on spark!