No, really, should I help him write this book?
Two paws up? Down? Sideways?
Summer will be mine yet. Scored two days outside with my guys this week. YAY SUMMER!
What, all this is real.
That moment. For reals, though, I scraped up a bit of loose paint and 28 years went with it. But I did not find a good bunch of words my story. That I was writing. Two years ago. And hated. So I rewrote. Only not the whole way. YET.