In a story, Patti is a freaked out chick who can’t take the mission thrust upon her by angels so she tries to give it back only to find that the angels cry piteously next to her bed each night until she relents and takes the baton back. Kiss her and she kisses back but it is no mere kiss—it is more like wild angels rushing in to peak in all of the hiding places you thought you had cleverly concealed.
And as she hangs out, the parallel universe is indeed full of toys and boys and teddy bears but it’s frustrating and boring because everything happens and yet nothing happens. The angels are quick to grab whatever they need from her other universe and never put anything back—freeloaders! [They claim they were given a shoe-string budget …]
Playing a love goddess, her heart is bigger than her life and the parallel universe is so much the glass house where she is scared shitless to toss the stone that sets what could well be chaos—into action.
When love becomes stronger than other less positive emotions, she’ll possibly have the courage to do what they say she can—on her own—all alone.
sillybunnyon August 05, 2006 Link
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