TREE COVER (Im as confused as you are)/ DOG WITH TONGUE OUT
Guys, I dont know whats going on here. I’m not Nostradamus, ok? This isn’t the work of a scientist or a pharmacist or physician. I’m just a lopsided nightmare-factory trying to make her way. And I’m not a preschool teacher. Im not your “local gymnast.” This isn’t “Waking Ned Devine,” the comical Irish tale about what happens when people stop planning, and start living.
Ah. Forget it. I’ll be in my crawl space.