Today Harmony and I celebrate our birthday. Apart from having the same birthday, we were both born in Thailand in the same hospital room with the same midwife. So even though our birthdays are four years apart, I feel like her time-warped twin. When we were in elementary school my grandma used to send us matching outfits. Harmony always slept later than I did, but she always seemed to come down wearing the same thing that I was wearing. Even if it wasn’t a matching outfit, it would be something similar to what I had on like our similar (but not matching) Calvin and Hobbes shirts.
So, all of that to say that I’m taking the day off and hanging out with my sister. And no, we’re not wearing the same thing.