I get the love of the people who say Yeah to anything and everything
Changes are afloat and my sister is moody. The dog seems tentative and sad. There is no contest now, he gets the love. I get the love of the people who say Yeah to anything and everything. I get the love of the well-wishers and the Girl-scout who sells too many Mystic Mints. This is officially the last night I do any of it. I bend to kiss him and he says, oh once more. This caving home allows me to do what he wants, the walls don’t stop me. ...
