I’m not lost in thought. I’m very much at home there.
Good… gravy I swear I’m walking on razor-sharp shards of broken glass. Has the sole fallen off of my favourite shoe? Is there actual shattered glass on the ground? Have I broken a bone? Is it plantar fasciitis? Will my foot fall off? No hang on, there’s a pebble in my shoe.
I believe in innocence, little darling Start again I believe in everyone I believe, regardless I believe in everyone
A surprise party in my honour.
Gentleness clears the soul Love will clean your mind and make you free