How do you explain me?
In polite company, I mean.
There are whole tomes of colorful language to cut right down to my crazy (see the last seven years of this blog), but how do you ease me into a conversation?
Seriously.
You know, without getting a derisive scoff or a dismissive chuckle in return?
What are those words?
Perhaps there are none, and that’s the problem.
Until tomorrow…
Chloe
