Spidermilk

"They will cradle you in their arms and spin webs of thought that lift the swaddled listener out of the fray to be soothed awhile in the thoughts of another. They will remind you that the walls in your head don't belong to you, and excite your spirit in awkward moments of unabashed honesty, that warn you that you must walk into the woods to come out the other side. However, winter's almost gone, and there is room for things to germinate. Reassuringly