Susy writes it all down and goes to bed with a sense of something. The end of a day, perhaps. Friday evening evokes just that feeling. She rolls it around on her tongue as she falls off the edge of awake.
Susy writes it all down and goes to bed with a sense of something. The end of a day, perhaps. Friday evening evokes just that feeling. She rolls it around on her tongue as she falls off the edge of awake.