Zoe took this with my phone in a moving car going 55 mph. I think it’s safe to say she’s ready for her own blog. Or at least take this one over.

Give or take a few wayward syringes. And by wayward, I mean the 4729 that are misplaced in my car, purse, Zoe’s backpack, under my sofa. Some days it’s like Trainspotting up in this b.