comfort
I am stuck in the eat chocolate, drink tea, eat chocolate, drink tea cycle.
It makes me miss living at Marian Street.
When I am at home now I basically never use my living room. I prefer to conduct all business... *all* business... on my bed.
It's like I'm living in a studio apartment again. What's that about?
It makes me miss living at Marian Street.
When I am at home now I basically never use my living room. I prefer to conduct all business... *all* business... on my bed.
It's like I'm living in a studio apartment again. What's that about?