It was that sort of a day. The fridge needed defrosting. Lots of vog. Lots of humidity. And, I got stuck in my sports bra. I actually considered cutting myself out of it.
Nobody is Promised Tomorrow. . .
It was that sort of a day. The fridge needed defrosting. Lots of vog. Lots of humidity. And, I got stuck in my sports bra. I actually considered cutting myself out of it.