I’ve read somewhere that an oxen and a crab are the perfect match. Is that so true? Or was that there, simply to make me happy for just one glimpse of life. Two hours. That was all. It happened all over again. And will continue to be so. The oxen will ride off, away from the danger as the crab is caught in a net, cooked and served. A delicious feast for the unsuspecting oxen.
Thank you. For two hours, I was happier than I had been for a very long time. So thank you, from the bottom of my heart. A wonderful birthday present out of simply one other. A prickly cactus. So thank you Mr. Oxen. Thank you for two hours of purely just being able to relax again. It was a blissful moment away from the harsh reality of a life so ruined by a so-called love. Thank you.
– Ms. Crab