retrospective.

my sister turned four today.

each day she wakes up to the t.v. preferably cartoons or if not the spanish channel and opens her eyes to a bright and shiny, ordinary day. nothing new and nothing out of place.
one lid, the other, and everything around her is becoming clear. the pink curtains, the painted butterflies on the wall and the sounds of clashing and the agony of a lazy pink star on the screen. and now she has began her life, one year older. nothing new and nothing out of place.
theres a strange noise coming from her stomach, and she knows what that is: its time to eat. so, with all the delicacy of any boisterous four year old she shakes my gradmother awake to satisfy that monster in her belly. with a song on her tounge and a skip to her step, she runs downstairs to enjoy yet another bowl of brightly colored rings, which might i say she gargles down in a record time of 60 seconds. nothing new and nothing out of place.
lounging around, playing with her imaginary best friends barbie and dora and running around with the dogs outside, take up most of her time waiting for us to come home from school. while she entertains her fairy guests and feeds teddy pieces of her lunchtime pb&j sandwich, the day flies by.
i open the door, and she comes sprinting to us with a smile as big as a watermelon on her face. i could just eat it up. we tell her happy birthday but she looks at us, just the same. pop a movie into the dvd player and start to color and here passes by another hour and some. shes excited, chuck e cheese on any day sounds appetizing to a mind filled with crayon versions of people and beethoven songs sang by her sisters. so we go. something new and out of place.

the ride was long, but she managed to fall asleep anyways, after a long and eventful day.
a day she spent being one day older, a day marking yet another year that she will have to live her life as normally as possible.she has no worries and no idea whats in store for her.
here she is at the begining of the rest of herlife, not knowing what to do.
and
here i am, at the begining of the rest of my life, not knowing what to do.
nothing new and nothing out of place.

clown college sounds so good right now.
so good.