Well, among other things. A unicorn could also Majestically Gallop, or Pose on a Windy Cliff. I'm still pretty sure I went with Whinny and Rear. Though I could've just as well gone with Impaling Evil Things or Believing in Miracles.
I did get through the massage sanely, ok mostly by convincing myself The Therapist was either married or gay. Even then, I blew through topics like the Flash. I get charmingly conversant when I'm nervous - not talky, or jibberish but downright entertainingly witty, mercurial and glib. I suppose that isn't such a bad thing. Save for that one time at the dento's when I kept on making him and the hygienist laugh so much they had to give me another round of gas to make me stop while they sat there in tears, doubled over with instruments clattering noisily on to the floor. They did however say it was their best session with a patient EVER.
Romantic as sickening sin, I guess. For as practical and brutally realistic I could be about the Rotational and it's Honored Members who incidentally I hadn't seen all that much since Flux had set in, I'd managed somehow to hold back some of that audacious hope in furtive reserve. Way back, through the maze, under the thicket, shadowed by trees I kept a secret garden. And I justified the existence of this little garden of hope as my private fountain of youth.
Dear Goddess of Love,
You’ve had our differences you and I, and I have followed you through many a doorway and on to plenty a-winding path. Must it be like this?
I’m sun-touched feverish, and looking for relief. Will it come or won’t it?
FA on feathers, fangs, furies and all sorts of folly, yes, even the serious kind.
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