I met a new friend today. His name was Mr. Butterfly. You see, my dad forced us all to go to this nursery. The plant kind, not the baby kind. Unless you mean baby plants. Then it would be the baby kind. Well, as we’re wandering around in the hot hot heat…*blink* Did I just say that? Anyway, we wind up in this one area with trees and bushes with little white flowers. There was a butterfly in there. He was orange and yellow. He liked me. He landed on my shoulder. Repeatedly. And he followed me. I feel loved.


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