Poison Cupcake

I woke up this morning feeling particularly inspired. And now I sit alone in the outpost in a cloud of inspiration. I feel like my little heart could burst at the seams.

Things feel like they aren’t moving very fast for me right now.

But I feel like a little kid rolling down a grassy hill… there isn’t really any point except to experience a moment of thrill, and enjoy the smell of the grass while I do it.