Don't be fooled. That Caribbean tinge means I didn't spend enough time working the long-handled scrubber around the floor today. The later into the season, the more work, but I'll take every day Summer has left for me.
I've been sleeping badly since coming home. Disjointed, post-apocalyptic dreams that never go anywhere but in anxious circles.
Thinking too much about the wrong
things. Have some images instead.
2 comments:
Not a pot but some cards of GOLD !!!
(hope you sleep well tonight !)
Maybe you need to write a farce next?
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