xRacheltheGreatx

I am /wearing/ my BIGGEST secret. All of my hopes and dreams are -- Draped around me. Like swaths of Gaudy curtains, mismatching cotton blends and flesh. Every single memory and friend are collected neatly under a number; At sunrise each morning it is called out to me by a mechanism I stand on in an impersonal :robotic: voice... Because I cannot look down and see the digits with my   own   eyes. But, I wake up every day, and I thank God -- Oh Supreme Universal Being! -- For the ability to stumble bleary eyed into my bathroom And get weighed. I thank God for the use of my legs; My eyes and ears. I thank God [whatever God is]