This morning I glued a bit of the wood floor that kept coming up. Then got a little tool with teeth to remove old grouting in the bathroom. Then hoovered. And washed the dishes. Then cleaned my boots, still muddy from that last mini festival I went to; where I threw axes and cracked whips.… Continue reading Sunday daze
The dreaded fear of missing out, stuck at home you moan, when you could be having fun all blissed out.