Flying and clicking down the highway at 60mph.
I see glimpses of a life separate from Snowflake. It's fleeting though. Take for example going to work out this morning and putting him in 'mini care' for the first time. Needless to say, I got five minutes on the treadmill before they came to get me because he wanted to leave.
I wonder why I can't be more shallow. One of those who just glides along in their own bubblegum haze of happiness, never considering how beautiful the clouds are one day, and how they will never be seen that same way again.
