And life has a funny way of helping you out
Helping you out.
Helping you out.
and I believe this because she did; I just google it and cut and pasted it. She said that.
My point is that it's all OK. It doesn't matter if you have an accident (accident could = giant condor landing on your head thinking your head was its nest and laying eggs in your hair and then having to raise multiple condor babies into adulthood, or you know just peeing your pants a little bit) or if you live the perfect dare I even say art life. There is no art. There is only life. You can wake up from a dream and just look around the room or grey nightmare world until you find another dream.
