The Pain of War Cannot Exceed the Woe of Aftermath...

10:32pm edt, sun april 2... took a warm night walk zigzagging cross-streets and looking at nighttime window displays... for a surprise, I bought some Peanut Butter Crunch for Mum and the Kids. Sometimes, they could approximate time of death in autopsy via the digestive state of food in belly and such... I would weep in magnificent pain if one of the kids or mum died suddenly and they found half digested Capt'N Crunch peanut butter cereal in their bellies. At times, I would hide it up on the top shelf, so they couldn't reach it, but I don't do that anymore because they try to climb on top of the stove and that is too dangerous. The magic runes are writ in gold to bring the balance back. Bring it back.