after the love has gone

after the goat roast was done everything packed up we drove home over the bumpy dirt road that jostled all the grease and chunks inside of me and when we were home i quickly hit the hay. when i awoke it was dark and the power was out and i didn't much get up. we were out of fizzy aspirin.

i am everyday learning. now i can say i have eaten a goat (although it was a sheep). and i am better for it.