The Ides of March

I used to wonder what was so special about March 15. Wasn’t it a song? No. That’s Agua de Beber.

I was nine when I learned that Caesar was killed that day. It was completely Not A Big Deal to my nine year old self.

When I was twenty three, I realized that 15s and 30s mean paychecks.

When my father converted to Buddhism, it meant vegetarianism for the day.

Today, nothing. I just wanted to write. It’s a lazy day; I am a lazy girl.

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