Just between you and me, if I had wings, I would fly far away, to a place where bushes were not beaten around, fences were not straddled, and judgments were left to the only Judge who matters when all this earthly stuff is over.
::sigh::
But alas, I have no wings, and even if I had them, I'd probably crash into a really tall tree somewhere over Manhattan, having never seen the beautiful I dream of. In other news, the boy is actually responding to my letter, more than just smiling and nodding, which, lemme tell ya, shocks the bushtuckey outta me. What does not surprise me, though, is that he has yet to come to me and try to get clarification concerning said letter - a letter that, by the way, could not have been more clear if I had written in on transparent paper and worn it on a shirt.
::hmph::
Then there's this other guy, who, well, who the heck knows? He writes beautifully and has long hair; could you really expect me not to be completely hypnotized? Maybe I'll stop for now, but stay tuned, cuz this is bound to be a while...