kiss my piggies...

There have been many things in my life I pictures myself doing: Visiting Africa, swimming in the Amazon, making cream puffs at 4am in the morning, and watching Star Wars so much during my college years that finally I bled from the ears. One piece of current life I never even entered the equations is complementing someone on their bowel movements, sniffing someones bum, or playing kiss the little piggies (as in someones feet). Anytime I do any of these activities or a multitude more I do question my sanity. It is so easy degrade to the point I am talking baby talk, rhyming randomly, or using phrases like "why did you toss Piglet to the floor, what did he ever do to you?" This kinda of interaction, though juvenile, has been incredibly easy for me fall head first into over and over again. I do miss my interactions with the adult human realm and will join this realm, again, shortly. Ultimately though, I preference Nicky and his strange tiny realm, were his feet need to be stared at for an hour and were little piggies wiggle when kissed. His realm is a far more innocent and unflawed, that is why I preference it.