we're 40 miles from the sun....

Actually, was listening to Poe, and thought of some alternative lyrics that sort of make sense...

From 'Haunted'

To see a perfect forest through so many splintered trees -- original

To see a perfect circle through so many splintered dreams -- my version... Which oddly makes sense.

One more look at the ghost before I'm gonna make it leave -- again, original

One more look at the ghost before I'm gonna make it bleed -- mine.

Thing is... It's not that I think that's what it says. It's that in an odd way I can see how those would fit. Eh.

Anyway.

My babycar is fixed. It runs well, and is a joy to have back. Even if there are three of us now sharing it.

I was gonna post lots more, but I'm changing my mind. A nap sounds really good right now.