* 'twas in another lifetime * * one of toil and blood * * when blackness was a virtue, the road was full of mud * * i came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form *
--- Bob Dylan * 'Twas in another lifetime one of toil and blood * * when blackness was a virtue, The road was full of mud * * i came in from the wilderness *The Instincts (2008)
So I'll have five chatty children, a chatty husband and live in a house in the wilderness.
I am imagining the dust, the darkness, the agony and the unimaginable Ioneliness of the wilderness I am about to be dispatched to by my Washington political colleagues.