I participated in a personality test (I'm a sucker for things like that) earlier tonight and one question was something like "If there were any kind of flower/s in your room right now, what would it/they be?" and my answer was "two stalks of dead roses".

For a moment, my friend was stumped and tried as much to explain that my answer was indicative of the people/person in my life, and my description would further determine what they mean/t to me. I have no idea who my "dead roses" are to be honest and I myself was unable to interpret it, which was alright I guess. We gave it a rest after awhile.

The normal chit-chat went on and he found out my parents are divorced and he said my parents (mum and -step-dad) are my "dead roses" and I said no. He asked if I ever sit with my family for meals and I said we seldom do. He asked if I ever yearned for the family to sit down and have meals together and I said no and he was shocked and asked me why. I said I'd rather eat alone because I'd prefer it that way. He stopped asking and I stopped saying anything else but basically that was it.

I have two stalks of dead roses in my life, and this is me trying to figure who they are at 4am in the morning.