Star Light, Star Bright

My Husband is mountain biking in Nepal right now, that's why he couldn't be here to .. to..to comment on..okay so fine he's not in Nepal. In fact I don't know where he is - I don't think I've met him yet? Meanwhile, it is quite difficult to explain to someone exactly what is going on with me chemically. Humans are essentially chemical factory's. Bubbling, blurbing, nuclear sights.

That's why I continually affirm that nothing I say is set in stone. Apart from that, sometimes it's my heart that speaks and sometimes it's the part of me that dreams about Mrs. Whitey's pickles in a giant garlic lake that speaks. A monster! Just be gentle world - be nice, be soft! Anyway, my point is, Katie, I didn't mean to say that about wanting to be older, or anything that creates a rift, if you do ever happen to read this. Just undertsand that we all struggle, but the more humorous and the less intense we can make it the better.

The goat in the picture escaped from a slaughter house and was found by the lady above who runs a sanctuary for animals, espesh the usually slaughtered variety. How awesome is that. May we all be a refuge for those that hobble sometimes.