Walking into the grocery store like it's a red carpet.

Cue the slow-motion hair flip.

Applause from my imaginary fans is still applause.

The universe is the background. I'm the plot.

I'm not dramatic. I'm cinematic.

Rain on the window, sad song playing, tea in hand. Award season, I'm ready.

Staring out the window with headphones like I'm in a music video.