It's 2:14, and......and.....and
Aaahh Chew
Excuse me.
I'm now walking to the WoD store, stuffed potato head in hand, with the warm sunshine beating on my face, the smell of the Ghiradelli shop wafting through the air, and the sounds of gleeful children in the background.
aaahhhhh....who needs relaxation tapes when you have guided imagery.