Crinkle, Crinkle, Widdle Star
Today, a man took a giant leap out of a little metal box while traveling among the stars. My baby pooped in the potty. A dear friend of mine was diagnosed with cancer. I used the last of the cottage cheese for a dirty lasagna dish for dinner.
Filled with fear, delight and wonder, it's been just another Sunday afternoon. Hang in there Cara. Life is certainly a shit show, but we really only need to take one small step at a time.