I attended one too many graduations…Why do children want to grow up? It’s a frightening thing. I wan’t to go back into the the womb.(Mom is horrified.) It was nice and comfie there. The world is cold and frightening. Fear not, I am not going to wax poetic–though I think that every girl should wax.(Okay, I just made enemies). I am so tired–in a good way, so just don’t read between the lines, because there is nary a brain molecule to be found anywhere in this blog.
For once, tame, docile, and without anything to say–