Lately, I have been having butterflies inside my stomach. And I don't even like butterflies. My fairly odd parents are doing it again, keeping another caterpillar, and it's already almost a pupa and I just hope I'm not home when they release the butterfly because the last time they did, the damned thing refused to get out of the house and it drove me close to tears.

Give it a month, give it two years, and it'll still be. Still so.