Wednesday, February 2
Me: "... I am tired of being the mother hen
clucking furiously at her chicks.
I want to join the hens' association
where i can be productive with other hens
and just keep on laying eggs..."
- The kind of conversations I have with Megan.
It wasn't meant to be funny initially.
But somehow the words that came out really tickled me.
Even though it was a critical moment of awful revelation.
I was so peeved, my hair turned green.
Lynn's turned red with ... ... fire.
I have lots more to express, but words won't justify.
d e b b e e e kvetched at 9:38 PM