She was the captain of her maiden flights
When times were better
Skywriting with the smoke of life
When times were better
And now she wishes she could beat her wings
And sail back on a innocent breeze
Bring back the freedom of believing
In the decency of anything
She’s not afraid of sticks and stones
She’s not afraid of thunderstorms
She’s not afraid of smartbombs blowing
The world in little pieces
But she’s afraid of a life alone
She is afraid of an empty home
She is afraid that her faith has flown
Afraid of losing memories
— Mark Heard, “She’s Not Afraid”
Sometimes you’re rolling along just fine and suddenly out of nowhere
comes a speedbump … breaks your stride a bit, but then you pick
yourself up and keep on rollin’. I’ve lived with it for more than
ten years, and I’ll live with it for decades more if I have to.
It was worth it. Anyway, thank you for breaking the fall a
bit. 
So, back to our regularly scheduled programming …
My fishies, Brown Guy and Orange Guy, had to be separated. I was
looking at them the other day and noticed that Brown guy had gotten
humongous … then as I took a closer look, I noticed that Orange Guy’s
fins were just itty bitty nubs. 
Hmmm … can we say cannibalism? Ooooooooh I was so mad! 
Brown Guy and I had a little come-to-Jesus talk about not eating our
friends, but it didn’t take, apparently. It’s not like they’re
starving … I’m already feeding them much more than I probably should
be according to their food package.
So now they are in side-by-side bowls so they can still visit but
without Orange Guy becoming a snack. They miss each other …
just keep swimming directly opposite each other. Orange Guy is
probably missing his buddy (codependent perhaps?) and Brown Guy is
probably missing his midnight snack, but I secretly like to think
better of him. Maybe Orange Guy’s fins just shrank on their own
… you know, the dreaded fin-shrinking disease.
Poisoned by Fairy Tales 
remember in ‘green gables’ i always was searching for my gilbert..i would think is that he ? is that he? alas i am not sure gilbert is out there it seems he might just be there and not saying a thing…just sitting there while i keep walking..as for the fish …see he should speak up or he is like left in a bowl gasping for air….then again she is pretty stupid too as she takes the water and it all flows away…these too are pretty dumb…lololol both are going to flap for air …ahhh now that is life???lololol hope your day was good…
Oh, people are definitely interested in your Gold fish. Just not as the time you posted your next entry