In lieu of our impromptu reunion, I threw in a dress that I had in my closet for quite some time. Around 2 years, I think. I only used it once for our university graduation rehearsals, and never wore it again. Or maybe I did wear it thrice.
I drove out of the house and did routinary work. Everyone was saying the same thing: I look like a girl who's barely legal. (PLEASE DO NOT THINK OF NAUGHTY THOUGHTS.) Heck, I even made bank transactions and the bank lady thought I was a kid or something. Ngrff.
Nonetheless, I love this dress. I swear it makes me feel meek and innocent! When I put it on, it makes me think that even though I'm already doing 'adult' things on my plate, I can still be that silly young girl who plays with the frills of this dress while waiting for the graduation roll call. A lot of things have changed, but some things will always stay the same.
Maybe I'll put this dress on after a few months, for the fourth time.