Two crazy things.
The first, two books, one is resting open on the other. An arm moves in and closes the book, revealing it is the Bible. Resting right next to the History book I used in the 5th Grade. They still use the same book.
The second, a feeling. Pure and simple. I can't deny it and it's good. And I like it. What the fuck? Is that my smile? I always enjoy an unexpected phone call. Unless it's from 512929....
And lastly, why are baby cameras made? I understand them at daycares, but is one in your own home necessary? Can't you just walk over and check them? Are our society's parents that hypersensitive to their children that they have to watch them 24/7? So that when they get to be teenagers you can just ignore them? No wonder kids are growing up to be fucked up, stupid people. Seems like our parents blew it. And their's before that. And their's before that. I think we all need to admit one thing, then let's be done with it. When it comes to raising children, nobody knows what the fuck they are doing. That seems pretty universal. I guess you don't realize it when you're the kid.
I have a feeling New York is my lady. And I don't mean the bitch. But The Bitch.