"Where is my precious little Nepytune tonight?"
Finally.
Autumn!
Triumphant billowing clouds of breath, rolling into the cold sky.
Leaves on the street that will or will not be run over by a car.
It's cappuccino season again. That means it's time to drive. And talk.
There are new Christmas lights in my bedroom.
And the Red Soxx won a historical game that I never would have watched on my own.
Autumn!
Triumphant billowing clouds of breath, rolling into the cold sky.
Leaves on the street that will or will not be run over by a car.
It's cappuccino season again. That means it's time to drive. And talk.
There are new Christmas lights in my bedroom.
And the Red Soxx won a historical game that I never would have watched on my own.