There's something about pregnancy scares and April... so I've noticed.

A month without the pill. A test. To see if I'm still manic, overly sensitive, as some would put it. To see if, maybe, it's just me.

Yes. It is.

We were very careful. We stocked up at the pharmacy and laughed on the bed, at home, at how the smell of latex made us nostalgic.

Remember when we used to use condoms? I said.

I hate them... but they're kinda fun... for now, You said.

Not enough cash to afford EPT and milk and bread. I have to wait. Wait. Wait. Wait.