We sit together while she draws and tells me about Dr. Who and we talk about ponies and the way the seasons shift as the earth changes orbit and she tells me she is hungry for clementines so I get her some and while I am peeling them she tells me that Pink is her favorite singer because:
” I like a lot of female singers but I like Pink the best because she is not looking for someone to save her, she is only wanting someone to dance with her and that’s like ME.”

  
  not likely to run out anytime soon, either.