Semi-Daily Scribbles

I asked for help and was handed a dandelion. I was just getting the hang of being a bird, now the universe wants me to be a weed. Tenacious. In your face. Plucky, some may say. In the presence of adversity it's best to hold one's own and look for the lesson in the mess. I think I might be testing the limits of my neighbor's patience, but I've got a lot of questions about how this "GREAT CYCLE" is supposed to work. Keep laughing as the pain intensifies? Ok, I'll give it a try. I am dandelion. Hear me roar.