Who (are you)?
Whoo-whoo? Whoo-whoo? (Couldn’t resist!)
Whoo-whoo? Whoo-whoo? (Couldn’t resist!)
I wonder if a-tsundoku-phobia is a thing? As in: fear of not having enough stockpiled reading material / fear of running out of things to read
Yes, I am. (I like to do it in bed, you see.)
I watch through the rain-spattered windshield as the flock rises as one out of the winter-mud flooded field, dirt-darkened white wings showing gray against the not-quite-light sky. Their awkwardly graceful… Read more »