Indolent afternoons, I snuggle up on my favorite bean bag at the Crossword. Smelling my newly bought novel, I fondly go through the excerpt, when suddenly a purple ford on the road catches my attention. And I look outside the window, longer than usual, almost in anticipati Read More...
Indolent afternoons, I snuggle up on my favorite bean bag at the Crossword. Smelling my newly bought novel, I fondly go through the excerpt, when suddenly a purple ford on the road catches my attention. And I look outside the window, longer than usual, almost in anticipation.& Read More...
