It's not who I am beneath the apron, but what I do that defines me.
Here we have the Indian elephant in its natural habitat. That is, scrutinizing nalgene bottles and begrudgingly toting around sets of tourists.
oh god I want to ride a real elephant.
That "days until elephants" counter grew so schizophrenic over the last few postcards that I'd stopped paying attention to the number.
But now the number's 0! And I'm gonna sit here and not be jealous. I'm gonna not be jealous of you so hard.
fffffffuuuuuuuuuu so jealous