Still looking for a home… my birthday is coming up and the birthday blues are creeping up on me.

I dreamed about Edwin. He was just there, being his beautiful boring old Christian self. But there was something about him that was calm and comforting. I wonder if he’s thinking about me, all the way in the Netherlands. At first I thought, nah, he doesn’t know my birthday is coming up. Then I remembered that on my 18th birthday he came over unannounced (after we had already broken up), brought me a pink and blue plush toy elephant (his nickname for me) and we spent the day together.

In my dream, Edwin said something about how he can see through false prophets and that nothing is what it seems. I was thinking about that before I fell asleep last night. How my friends who have chosen “evil” as the image to represent themselves are the sweetest, truest, most positive people I know. I’m a very lucky devil girl!

Devil Girl photo by SatanNYC