I was kind of in a treeish mood today. You know; still, quiet, rooted, thoughtful. Old. Observant rather than participatory. (is too a word) Sophie, however, was a little fire element, stuck to my elbow all day long, whining, stomping and complaining about every little thing imaginable. She took all my energy and oxygen and patience. I love her so very much, but I am worn out. Plus, I’m a little mad at her for being so disgustingly good at the dentist’s office. I want some of that good, too.
I’m working on a new moopy. He’s going to be ninja.