‘It’s Not The End’
It's not the end. I get up to grab my slippers from the bedroom. I deserve a drink, I think, then walk to the fridge and grab a bottled beer....
‘Escaping La Percha’
It's Sunday, light and airy, and I'm wearing a dress that is just right. It's soft, short sleeved, it covers enough of my body that I'm warm with the window...