All things are beautiful in their prime
Reading this stung like a fear of a busy hornet nest, just-outside-the-window, on a hot summer morning...
I think I've met the guy, some years ago, or maybe dreamed I was him?
Not quite sure of it.
Thank you - it helped, in a way; made me understand.
Reading this stung like a fear of a busy hornet nest, just-outside-the-window, on a hot summer morning...
I think I've met the guy, some years ago, or maybe dreamed I was him?
Not quite sure of it.
Thank you - it helped, in a way; made me understand.