Existentialism

Today is my final day, posting at Desert Island Keepers as their guest. I've re-posted an old favorite. Otherwise, I leave you with this message from my existential older niece...
"I adore thee my angel in a sea of drunk pink fingers flying up by night and away over a dark bleeding guy join me for flameyness and turquoise babys"

I take no responsibility for this. Pretty sure she won't be a romance writer...