You loved space so much you became it... Ever since channeling 90s space Barbie, I think she's become a lasting part of me. On an unrelated note, this holographic alien backpack by my dear Disturbia has become the favorite of all the bags in my possession, partly because it's irresistible and reflects my identity, but mostly because of its hidden power of letting me locate the kindred spirits in my vicinity. When I wore this to Starbucks, a little girl became visibly intrigued with me, going so far as to smile first when I caught her staring. Upon sharing this with my dad, he suggested that perhaps she liked my Barbie hair. Then, I remembered the holographic magic on my back. "Backpack?!" My dad laughs. "Definitely." Mystery solved.
It also comes as no surprise that my kindred soul is eight years old.