I've been away and now I am back. I am so tired that even tho I knew there was a mystery parcel for me in the concierge office - probably an Easter egg of some description - I did not bother to go and pick it up for several hours, because picking it up necessitated … Continue reading Surprises
In which I commit an infidelity.
In which I submerge.
In which I dream of sunflowers.
In which I am far cooler than I knew.
In which I get excited by some junk mail.