I informed him of this fact as he was herding me towards the bedroom and a rather unpleasant encounter for my behind. It was totally unfair because I had tried to run...Ever seen a sub attempt to escape reckoning while favoring an injured foot? Well, it's not pretty. I'm told that my attempts at dignity were completely unsuccessful.
Got distracted again, didn't I...
Ahh yes, I
|The compulsion to redraw this used to be terribly strong|
That line in the sand is tricky though...Sometimes the urge to hang a toe over and wiggle it just a teensy bit is terribly strong. Though I have found that I no longer have any desire to move the line wherever I want it. Because I need it to be wherever he draws it. Even if he does keep moving the damn thing.