Drabble #17

You know, sometimes I just wish I could go to a movie. Or to the kind of restaurant where you could get a hamburger and a malted, or maybe a short stack of pancakes. See a ball game, take a walk in the park. Heck, take a walk in daylight, even! The only time I see daylight, outside of the closet, is when I’m going to the cleaners. I’m so tired of martinis and Sinatra and food on little sticks and other people’s husbands. I’d like to meet some children, or perhaps a big shaggy dog. No more parties, please!