well i try and be regular. 
to no avail however, it seems that i come back to my computer to read what the last thing was i wrote and so much as happened. then the story goes that i quickly feel overwhelmed by the sopping plethora of options, words to divulge in the truest sense. okay, where to start… supposing will answer that question with the most obvious and exciting. The last few days have been bursting with fresh new organic lives. before class on tuesday i got word of two lambs that sigrid had just lambed, so i went and got to see them. after class i went home and picked up the phone to a message. just before that i remember thinking… i hope (bet) it’s tim calling about the baby. the message service informed me of the number of the 404 area code. none that i know, must be a calling card from the likes of tim or someone else. the message conveyed the vital facts. Willow Morgan Hughes-Muse was born on the 3rd of may, 2004 @ 11:41p. she weighed 8lbs 13oz and was 21" tall. as soon as i got that message i was immediately so happy. going back and forth, i eventually decided to call them finding the number online. he answered and i asked. his calm reminded me of their wedding day. even over the phone he seemed so present in what he was doing. he wasn’t working, his mind wasn’t racing, and his voice was soft. everything was deliberate, i don’t know, maybe it’s just me. my drive was quick and meandering. she is amazing, quiet, a dark brown, full head of hair, brown-grey eyes. everything is miniature. her little finger nails seem unreal. a little pointy tongue yearns to feel and experience until the eyes take over, this little alien came out from brooke? wow, i’m amazed.