Monday, June 18, 2012

Bewilderment

Out popped a squirrel and i screamed PIKACHU! That's how it happened. I shan't deny the very lowest depths i was then feeling in my moment of self disgust. But one must use their own unflatterings to improve for the better. I was in fact talking about my rude awakening to a feeling of lighter pretenses. It was if the years had never been and I was my then self me, again... So anyway, it became apparent that I was feeling the nort of returns, so I left it with a note. Shameful I know. I really do think it wasn't the best most amicable way about the approach, but i shall not judge myself. That is the job of one with outside eyes peering in on my innocent soul.

Oh How I Wish The Leaves Could Be So Green.