The Second Coming

I'm cleaning off my desk and among the things sitting around on my shelves is an old photo album that Enoch partially tore apart. It's not like I have any desperate need to look at photos from my childhood and teen years all the time, so I figured I would just pull the pictures out and stick them in a box to take up less space. As I'm doing so, Enoch suddenly points at one of the pictures and says, "Jesus!"

The picture was me as a little girl holding my cat, Buzzy. Bet you didn't know I was the second coming of Christ, huh, 'cause I sure didn't!