Whos the Daddy

Description: A woman whos never felt true love is kinda like a grasshopper bouncing around a field hunting for the fattest blade of grass to settle on. She hops from one to another inspecting tasting weighing her options thinking the next one might be juicier or more satisfying. The fields full of potential but no blade ever quite hits the spot some too thin others just plain withered. Deep down its not really about the grass its about the emptiness inside that no blade no matter how thick can fill. In the end lifes a game of musical chairs while shes busy looking for the perfect seat someone else sits down and makes it theirs. One loses another finds simple as that.