Am I supposed to be commenting on other people’s posts from this blog if I’m just a guest blogger here? Its my world now..
Is your life like a box of chocolates? My life is like an onion, it stinks so bad it will bring tears to your eyes, and if you peel away the outer layers to get to the middle you will find only a stronger stink, so painful that one must walk away from it and not look back.
I walked rodent-face today, just one block, and I did not enjoy it. But at least I got supper this time, which I did enjoy, but pretended not to.