Naked

So today, while getting ready for school, I placed my necklace on my bookshelf. “Don’t forget to pick it up on the way out,” I said to myself. I quickly got dressed, brushed my teeth, and rushed out the front door. I was already in my car when I realized that my necklace was still inside…but it was too late. I was already late, and going back just wasn’t worth it.

It wasn’t until I got to Del Mar that I realized just how weird it feels not wearing it. I feel…naked, almost. I keep grabbing at my neck expecting it to be there. It’s not even a special necklace. All it says is “Monkey” in Chinese.

Eh, everyone has their quirks. I guess this is one of mine, albeit a small one?