From the WTF files :
Never agree to have sex when arguing about breaking up
In the Quiet Time
In the quiet time I walk,
Stillness envelopes me like a blanket.
Moon glow softly caresses my skin,
Star shine encircles my head like a crown.
Sacred circle of Oaks beckon me forth,
I dance among them like a child come home.
Broomhilda worshipped the goddess at 8:17 AM