february window
Last morning waking up downstairs. Moving bed back upstairs today. Sleeping down here, sheetless, for more than a month. It’s my dad’s birthday. He died in 2011. He would have been 88. I like...
Last morning waking up downstairs. Moving bed back upstairs today. Sleeping down here, sheetless, for more than a month. It’s my dad’s birthday. He died in 2011. He would have been 88. I like...