So I suppose every female in existence has complained about her period once in a while. I am one of the aforementioned females, so yes, I’ve complained too. I welcomed its coming at times (this month it was on time again, I’m so proud, after sixteen (not twenty six, thank you Miek) years my body finally got the hang of this regularity thing *wipes away a tear*) but once it was there to stay, it usually became a curse.

Anyway, I don’t think that many women have talked about that one blissful moment right after your period. The moment all of your hormones suddenly balance out.
Tonight I could almost feel it happen. All of my hormones, at once. There was this moment of utter zen and calm. I felt good in my own skin, beautiful even. Everything just fit somehow.
I was sitting in my pyjama after a shower, stupidly happy in my own skin. And then Olli asked me if I wanted to tag along to the gas station to get cigarettes. And I did. In my pyjama’s in the car, radio playing, big moon hanging over Nuttyville.

Stupidly happy.

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