so i woke up to this today.
honestly, i have no idea how i slept through the noise of it being hauled up here, right beneath my window, and where the heck it was hiding up till now...
not sure what to think.
so i tidied up the deck...ripped off the protective plastic..
and settled in with my nectarine.
but the whole time
a little song is playing in the back of my mind...
"band-aids don't fix bullet holes,
neither do thousand-dollar sec-tion-als!!"
ok, that's mean. it's the thought that counts.
i'll admit. it's nice.
just hang out here all day, with the birds and squirrels...
i can get through this.
