I am out of control. I just looked up “chicken” on wikipedia. And before that I typed in “life of a chicken” in google and researched that for about twenty minutes. Twenty minutes I can never get back. I am both embarrassed and disturbed with my new obsession. Something has got to change. I am feeling like I may be going crazy. I knew something was wrong when I showed Justin the blown up picture of a one day old chick on my computer and he looked at me with a disturbed look on his face. And just now as I was writing this post, Justin asked me (in all seriousness) if I was writing a post about him as it is our seven year anniversary today. Nope. I’m writing about chickens.
Yeah, things need to change and they need to change fast.