O.K… I gotta go now.
"Somebody at one of these places […] asked me: ‘What do you do? How do you write, create?’ You don’t, I told them. You don’t try. That’s very important: ‘not’ to try, either for Cadillacs, creation or immortality. You wait, and if nothing happens, you wait some more. It’s like a bug high on the wall. You wait for it to come to you. When it gets close enough you reach out, slap out and kill it. Or if you like its looks you make a pet out of it." Bukowski
I would write a funny caption but every time I look at this my brain goes into “awwww” mode.
"I can’t find the cheese everyone is talking about"
Squirrel Monkey on an invisible bike crashes into a mommy and her baby.