I have no idea what's in store for me.



But then they strip me down,


...laugh at my hair,

Wahhhh!!!! I'm cold!!!

Take that! I'll pee on you!

So clings to me My baby, her brown hair brushed with wet tears And laid against her cheek; Her soft white legs hanging heavily over my arm Swinging heavily to my movements as I walk. -D.H. Lawrence, A Baby Asleep after Pain, 1916