Day 20 of year 4 (July 18, 2011)
Let me out of my bridge prison
I can’t see the end of the tunnel
Floating above ground
Sunbloated
Under the boardwalk
Just a few more steps to the top
My beautiful and loyal protector is coming after me
A little nosh on the peak
Hiding in the jungle
Why should I get up? I am not as tall as you are.
You’re it.
Exiting the rosegarden
Run, horsy, run
Looking at fish
The newlyweds are dancing us away from the background
