I glance down at him, "This is weird. Shift if your gonna cuddle on me," I tell him, wrapping my arms around my stomach and leaning against a tree before sliding down to the ground.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
When we are children we seldom think of the future. This innocence leaves us free to enjoy ourselves as few adults can. The day we fret about the future is the day we leave our childhood behind. — Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind
