If your Wednesday was a person, how would you describe her (off course mine is female)? Well let’s try mine, we’ll call her Amani, flawless light skin, slightly large forehead, a beautiful mole on her upper lip and a golden smile- the window to her soul. For as long as I have known Amani, she’s always had a way about her, she has always been an enigma, never consistent. Of her siblings, she stands out the most, yet she never seeks attention.
She will either be elated, happy as a clam or will be suffering from a bad case of depression. There is never a middle ground for her, when she is happy, she is always over the moon, you will find her in a tiny black dress with small, white, rounded prepster collars and cap sleeves with a beautiful red bow over her braids. A delicate silver bracelet will be hanging on her right left hand wrist while a bold feminine gold watch hangs on her right hand one, giving her a radiant look against her skin color. She will come home after work all exhilarated, ready to get shit done, she will have the kitchen spotless, make dinner and watch a movie over a glass of wine.
When she’s gloomy, she is terrifying to be around. She will be moping about, not caring about anything wearing nothing but a long sweatshirt and a pair of her happy ankle socks, her long braids will be trapped under a lovely black duku head scarf. The tiny black dress will hung up in the closet, locked away not being able to see the day light.
Wednesday is a bit, well, how do we put it?…… Wacky? Eccentric?
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