I believe in miracles. Always have, always will. And the manger scene I made looks so innocent and pretty. You see, when I was constructing it I was doing so from the first real debris of my otherwise lovely life. I had, in fact, just realized that I might have made a couple of really, really big life-changing mistakes.
Nobody flies up and up on wax wings forever.
Some are whoppers and some are merely repetitive drudgery. We all make them, but when you're very young you actually think you're not supposed to. As if you had a choice. As if you're supposed to constantly make choices, and every single choice is supposed to be a good one. A wise one.