Twenty-one years. Twenty-one years. Twenty-one ‘kin years!
Twenty-one years ago a stupid cabbie didn’t see the brand new burgundy Mitsubishi Magna I was driving and failed to stop at a stop sign… and so began my nightmare with back pain.
Twenty-one… one of my favourite numbers thanks to a misspent youth playing Blackjack with my cousins. Twenty-one… my locker number in Senior at high school. Twenty-one… the number of diamonds in my little starfish pendant. Twenty-one… Twenty-one.
twenty-one years gone
every day and every night