Flower Show

My mother and I just went to the Macy's Spring Flower Show. It was beautiful and it smelled so lovely. She then got me a sandwich at Potbelly and a coffee at Starbuck's in the Crystal Court. I now sit contemplating the day and what it holds. My grip is loose, but I never lose my grasp. My mother saw the in and out of the vampiric zone of this Starbucks. It is very dangerous, but not for me anymore. She sees the telepathic line to the real personality. It just dedicates her to remove these parts of herself. Even geese are checking their flight patterns today. Lovely doves appear where clouds allow them.