Even when she's spinning madly on her own deadlines and crazy life, she somehow manages to keep her wits about her and calms me down so often it's uncanny. And she has the most WONDERFUL quilt, I can't begin to tell you!
And when life is calm, and nice, and quiet... she revels in it with me, and spams me with pretty piccies and music.
I think if she lived closer I would probably overdose from bliss.
*hugs my little point of sanity in Canada* I actually had a thought to write you a poem to post here, but my brain is spinny today. But I still might! Fear me.