Mr. Haleytons just showed me some fabulous dead stock wool over the knees from Edinburgh. I have wanted to go since hearing of it from my coworker Sandy, miss her and our popcorn lunches.
Perhaps God is inept…omg

I thought it was Begonia

in bed 
glass worth’s left in the bottle of sparkling wine,
a lime green Ryobi flash light (bc I ran outside to investigate what sounded like turkeys fighting- mauling each other.  They went silent but they could return) Tomorrow I’ll check the woods for blood. 
Also candy, vape….. and Panda

Ya so the message is 
You will lose your magic when you lose ur belief in urself
And also 2 truly lock in you must first thoroughly lock out