Not white laces with black shoes
My eyes twitched. The eyelids and lashes seemed incapable of independent movement. How long had I been asleep? Had I been asleep? Like paper tearing my eyes began to open.
Tag: bus tour
Fun for everyone, but not for me
We thought we would take the group therapy to a new level. It was not my idea. I was never one for ideas, well not new ones. Often, just to