this is no safari!
running with lions?
what was i thinking?
i'm nothing but a house cat.
and even though cornelius sleeps on the treadmill he is no athlete. not by osmosis, anyway.
how do i swim in those rivers and run on those shores?
where the lions sleep...
where love is bigger and more real, and my paintings sell for thousands of dollars?
your romantic comedy scenes have gotten me this far. . .will they take me to the rooftop garden, the "i believe in you", the wedding dance with the sweet yet rugged entrepreneur?
i'll fall into that ring of fire as soon as i can breath again.
(file this under "mixed metaphors, re: lions and reese witherspoon movies")
what was i thinking?
i'm nothing but a house cat.
and even though cornelius sleeps on the treadmill he is no athlete. not by osmosis, anyway.
how do i swim in those rivers and run on those shores?
where the lions sleep...
where love is bigger and more real, and my paintings sell for thousands of dollars?
your romantic comedy scenes have gotten me this far. . .will they take me to the rooftop garden, the "i believe in you", the wedding dance with the sweet yet rugged entrepreneur?
i'll fall into that ring of fire as soon as i can breath again.
(file this under "mixed metaphors, re: lions and reese witherspoon movies")