11 Months

It's funny, how 11 months can mean so many disagreements.
There are 11 months between my sister and I.
Take for instance, work ethic.
I have one.
A view on politics.
I have one.
Reality TV.
I hate it.
Family loyalty.
I know what it is.
Ambition.
I have it.
Materialism.
She worships it.
A superdry jacket.
She has one.
The latest hair straighteners.
She has them.
Academia.
I have that mindset.

But we just sat together,
Without our parents refereeing,
Watching TV for 4 hours,
Agreeing on what to watch.
Agreeing on who we'd punch in the face.
Laughing at the same ironies.

11 months.
We still have the same self doubts.
The same insecurities.
The same worries,
The same relationship issues.

11 months can make all the difference,
11 months usually means 20 minutes in the same room is hell.
But today,
11 months isn't that much of a difference.