Reverse Whirlwind
Friday, 2 November 2012
And relax...
There's something indescribably comforting about being in bed at my mum's house, snuggled under blankets she made herself, listening to the faint sounds of her looking after my offspring and knowing that I have nothing specific expected of me today.
No comments:
Post a Comment
Newer Post
Older Post
Home
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment