It’s on days like today, when everything is going well, the way things are supposed to go, that I feel the most trapped. The only thing that could make me feel worse is if I owned this condo.
And now, a picture of a rock that kind of looks like a butt.
I kid you not, when this page loaded, my first thought was: “That rock looks like a butt.” Then I read your post and laughed and laughed.
I’m sorry that you are feeling icky. Maybe you need more stress?
Once upon a time, I took a photo of a Clementine that looked just like a butt. True story.
That’s some nice tight ass, right there.
Heehee. No, I have nothing intelligent whatsoever to say about that.