dear samaritan.

The first thing I thought of when I woke up was my red hair, then cereal. On a typical day, my mind will go straight to cereal upon awakening, but that's only on days when my hair is not bright red. I went to the mirror. Saw myself in a big shirt and huge pants and red hair. Cringed a little bit knowing that I'm getting married soon. (That means I am the bride) Which doesn't seem to be suiting me all that well, and is actually in fact weighing down on me tons. Then suddenly I thought to snap out of it, because I am constantly worrying. Since when was anything more important than Honey Bunches of Oats?