This past weekend I went to the National Storytelling Festival with Kim. I was not very excited, but it's my job.I was sitting in the section reserved for Tellers, watching Kim talk to every human that walked by when suddenly, I heard a voice cry out my name. I turned, and there she was...a wide eyed vixen.
Oh hear my soul speak! Of the very instant that I saw her, did my heart fly to her service. She said that she liked my blog and was a fan. Can you imagine? A fan. She asked for my autograph and before I knew it we were behind the vendor tents exchanging passionate words of love. Her eyes were mesmerizing, her felt...so soft, and her ears! Oh those glorious ears!
We spent 3 carefree days together dodging in and out of alleys, gazebos, and church towers. Who knew that I would find love? It is a smoke, made with the fumes of sighs.
But alas, the course of true love never runs smooth. She had to go back to Arizona and I had to come back to Virginia. But it is not over. We are bound together like Velcro on a fanny pack.
Cupid has felled me with one swift arrow.
