(My heavy head is full of debris -As Tall As Lions)
Like my sick kitty, the wisdom teeth, the car mirror, locking the keys in the car, getting my hand stuck in the shredding bin, and people who don’t help their kids.
(I know we’re all souls just trying to connect with someone – As Tall As Lions)
Dan Nigro played in bare feet and said his father owns a paper company like Dunder Mifflin, and my sick kitty is brave and full of purrs even when she’s unwell, and it’s National Poetry Month, and she made me an ATAL shirt and he gave me a Liguus fasciatus shell.
(You’re lost in your mind -As Tall As Lions)
Is anything going to happen in Agnes Grey or is she just going to go on and on about being a governess and will I ever figure out what’s going on in Little Dorit or will I just continue to watch because of Matthew MacFayden, will she get better or will she just keep losing weight, is she in pain, how much better looking can Jack get and when will Des be on again, do people really get what’s coming to them (is it wrong of me to hope they do) and what’s the plural of amaryllis?
(I stay awake thinking this life is lonely – As Tall As Lions)
Maybe that’s why I just want to sit and work on eggs, bent over the table, listening to music, getting a stiff neck. Lost.