Some days I just want to play all day.  I want someone to feed me and take care of my basic needs.  A little like the piggy, wiggies.   When the sun shines,  I will soak up the warmth with not a care in the world.  When I am scared, I can crawl into a pig pile.  I can feel the safety and security of those closest to me.  Alas, I am not a pig.  Though I dare say I live like one sometimes.  My room is such a mess.  But, I am not a pig.  I do have responsibilities and burdens to carry;  no matter how ... View Post