Wake up and look who woke up!

(68)

Part 63 of the 64-part series called "moon photos"

Get up, go to the mirror, splash water on your face, look up, there you are! Look at yourself in the mirror! Tell yourself, I love you, self! and everything will be okay!

Lisa listened to the record with a scowl. She hadn’t thought this would be worth her time, had told her mom as much, in fact, in the record store, while they were looking at the twelve-inch square cover, considering its purchase. Her mom had said, Give it a shot, Lisa, come on. Don’t you want to feel better? Lisa had shrugged.

Listening to this inane record, though, she wished she’d said something to her mom, then, saved her some money. Because this was utter shit.

Later, Lisa went to bed in the dark and dreamed about nothing in particular. If she had to describe her dream, she’d have said it was gray, mostly. Just dust swirling around on an overcast day. After an interminable amount of time, she woke up, blearily. She went into the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror. She thought about the record. She opened her mouth, but no words came out. She sighed and bent down to the sink to get a long drink of water. She left the bathroom withouth looking at herself again.