Not to touch the earth, not to see the sun

nothing left to do but run run run let’s run

let’s run

house upon a hill

moon is lying still

shadows of the trees witnessing the wild breeze come on baby run with me

let’s run

Jim Morrison, “Not To Touch The Earth”

The fairy tale part is for the rest of you. Trojanbutterfly is here to help you breathe, if you want to go see her. She’ll be on the right side of the blog from now on if you get bummed out about how much you hate yourself.