' The stardust has fallen.  '

'And Jane has fallen. Twice. Upon a miraculous Godsend grace~greasy mood. Jane has always been called 'moody', but this may be different. Duh. Jane, not Cara, landed himself flat on the cold floor after a body crash at the ice rink, desperately looking for that golden moment to have been designed to fall more privately flat on his rump for no other reason than to slide, shake, rattle, selfie and roll dat rump before any major internal injury could to settle in and before the next winter solstice thunderstorm begins. That could take time. Especially if your EZ PASS is out-of-order and C. Delevigne can afford hopping over train turnstiles till kingdom come. Next time watch the movie, 'Ice Castles' on YOUTUBE and you will be just as content with ur newly acquired rump & bum aches and pains. 

Here's a Bronx Cheer, Jane.  
You slippery fish, you. Chin up.

bye.