Sunday Morning/The Party’s Over
October 4th, 2009by Lenore Zion
LOS ANGELES, CA-
I call it the “Sunday Morning/The Party’s Over Depression.”
When I was a kid, my parents let me have birthday parties. An entire gaggle of prepubescent girls would swarm my house and play stupid games on Saturday. Most of these games don’t have official names. There was the one where we pretended to put each other into some sort of supernatural spell, a possession of some kind, and even though we all faked it, we also all thought it was real when another girl was possessed. This always made me think there was something wrong with me. Why can’t I become possessed? All the other girls can.
