Fathers Daughter

        There is something so very amazing as having a nice bed. I think it is ridiculously underrated in this world. It is a true sanctuary. Just as a dry morsel feels along side a meek quietness, than a house full of feasting wreaking strife. In this very time I thought I was lost, many times I have thought I was beyond salvation. Then the dungeon shook and my chains...my shackles.... fell off. We aren't what we want to be; we haven't yet reached what we are going to be; but thank God, we aren't what we were. So when the bait is more than the fish, it will be time to stop fishing. Until then...Happy Hunting (the lioness shall never seem to never sleep her duty never done, yet with class and sleek intellect it becomes not just a job but fun) Keep kicking ass.

The Fruit Never that never Falls too Far From the Tree