Feb 21
What I used to love to do, and would do now if people didn’t stare, was stare up at the sky and spin around until it felt like I was going to throw up. Then I’d fall down and get a massive headache and curse the God that allowed me do something so stupid.
All I know is when I have kids, this will be our Sunday morning activity.
So the star thing was a power source that one day will blast him off into space?