Stuff has become the enemy. There always seems to be more of it than I have storage in my house!

I love Norse mythology - Thor and Odin and Loki - amazing characters.

Chiron probably wanted me to say, Heck it wa nothing. I eat hellhounds for breakfast. But I didn't feel like lying.

And I was holding someone who was destined to be my best friend, or possibly my worst enemy.

I headed towards the mountain, which was an almost irresistible beacon to my storm self. It glowed with heat, pressure, and turbulence—everything a little dust devil like me could want.

Things will work out - maybe just not the way you plan

I've found peace here at the co-op. You could stay with us, if you want. Become a ROFLcopter.