It’s a fine line between "I’ve got the world on a string" which is good and "hanging by a thread" which isn’t.
I have a lots of good intentions stuffed in old shoe boxes that I have the best of intentions to get to some day.
According to my 7 day pill case this is Thursday and I’m feeling a little lightheaded.
Somewhere out there, looking up at the same moon and thinking of me, is a small mouse wearing the outfit of a Russian man
I can never follow the part of Law and Order where Olivia and Elliot parse out the twists and turns of the crime that led to the eventual capture of the perpetrator but it’s satisfying nonetheless.
If you’re reading this you’re having just as much fun as I’m having on my staycation.
Nostradamus would have mentioned that the Gallagher brothers would reunite but then he thought…meh.
Once you confess I can’t offer you what you really want - blind consolation.