Brief and busy
Saw a poster advertising a play/musical called Autumn Leaves, and my first thought was, "Really? Where is it going?"
*badabish*
Some days I feel like I'd like to shower people in sugar doughnuts and squeeze clouds with my outstretched arms. Other days I fantasize about shoving people face-first into cutlery drawers and stepping on their heads, and then I get so mortified at myself that I have to go and frolic in the flowers.
People only see the part where I frolic in the flowers, but generally they've got the right idea about just how crazy I can be.