It was a warm fall day and we had the distinct pleasure of time. And a repetitive chore to lose ourselves in.
It was a warm fall day and we had the distinct pleasure of time. And a repetitive chore to lose ourselves in.
Last week, we are on our way to Washington, DC for a Harvard Reunion- (already half of you think I am lying or at minimum in way over my head) and I am already wondering best practices for faking superior intelligence, when I find out that 6 of us are going to be having a 7:30 breakfast at the mall
A note fell out of the pocket of my favourite boy’s pants and it took my breath away.
It made my heart race.
It scared the wits out of me.
It left me confused
It was this.