Cosmology and her Stars

xxiv. orion

15th September 2029

Dear Universe,

I'm feeling a little bit better about life because Orion arrived today. He looked different. His hair was messy, he smelt of stale liquor and his eyes were pink and swollen. It didn't take an idiot to realise he had a hangover. That's why it was so funny when Tatty came sprinting down the crayon-coloured hallways screaming "ORION! ORRY ORRY ORRRRRRY!" at the top of her lungs. Watching his face contort into one of so much pain and agony made me grin a little brighter at the sight of him.

I know it seems like I hate my brother; I don't, we're actually super close. But it's that sibling connection between the eldest and middle child at which they can take pleasure in each other's pain - but still love each other more than most siblings.

You don't get it, you haven't got any siblings,

Cosmo