I just saw a jet black butterfly.
I thought, "my puppy will be jet black too."
When I was in Texas a woman in my building was beaten up pretty badly; broken arm, bruises, blood: the works. It was me that called the paramedics. The paramedics called the cops.
I showed the ambulance guys where the woman was and then I went outside to think and wipe the rage out of my skull.
When I opened the door there were 6 cops hiding behind their cars and all pointing their guns at me.
I said, "It's OK. The EMT's are with her. She's inside."
All six cops stood up and holstered the pistols.
Let me repeat that: They holstered their pistols.
They had no idea who I was.
I don't know what that has to do with black butterflies and black puppies but I think somewhere it must because those 3 things are the only things in my head.
I want my puppy to just be here. I've been waiting so long for her I don't want to wait anymore.