Day 5: I would have liked one.

     A wedding. I mean, an actual ceremony with a party. Nothing huge maybe 50 people (and that's pushing it.) A cake, some music, some friends. 

Though I keep thinking of that sort of thing as if I'm looking at someone else. Someone who has a different set of people in their life. 

Some of my friends I wouldn't trade for the world, family? That's another story. Can you really call a person a friend if you would trade them? 

I think I'm screwed up the way I think about things. Like I'm backwards. Not about weddings and that whole "All little girls aspire to be a bride" antiquated ideal. Just people and outlooks on things. 

I'm not making a lot of sense. I'm tired and my stupid breathing is making me worse today. Stupid allergies. 

I'll try and explain it later.