Some days are difficult, with dirty floors and a pile of three-day old laundry and bathrooms wanting cleaning and a preoccupied mind that wont let me rest though all I want is to find some rock to rub up against and shed my skin and be new and creep away into some dark corner and just watch, silently.  But these two, they dance to hip-hop at lunch time and so I decide that I'd rather get a plate, sit down, and stay.