My Sweet Pickle
Missed Connections in Austin
I am staying strong for you, they cannot totally destroy me no matter how they try, there is you to hang on for.
There is our gingerbread house and our babies, there is the soup kitchen and the Oslo papers to edit.
I believe there is something good right around the next corner.
Let it be you.
Her Two Cents from the Missed Connections Chief Bottle-Finder:
While our poet appears to be in a bit of a pickle, at least they have some sweet memories to carry them through. Just remember though, as you travel around the corner and down the road, to leave a trail that won’t get munched by hungry critters. You wouldn’t want to accidentally end up like Hansel and Gretal. (Which sounds like an even worse situation than you’re currently in…)