Today I may flywith my hair stickingstraight outin every directionfrom the electicityof a circular slide. Spinning dizzy on a grassy fieldmay happen next, or rollingdown a hill, arms plasteredto my sides, in recklessdisregard for my ownequilibrium. Doesn’t matter. It’s the weekend.We have bigger plansthan we are capableof fulfilling. And that is halfthe fun. We are rambunctiousand effervescent. We are loudand joyful, running with ourwings out to our sidesmaking buzzing sounds. … Continue reading Twirl – Preparing for a Weekend of Crazy