
It All Comes Down To Rocks & Bubbles
I’m writing from bed in a house. It’s a very nice, comfy Red House; spa-like even. But like most houses; it’s too damn big.
I’m writing from bed in a house. It’s a very nice, comfy Red House; spa-like even. But like most houses; it’s too damn big.
As I near the end of the first round of my journey; visions of all of the wonderful things I’ve seen, memories of smiles with great friends I’ve made, and yearnings for the new nests I’ve come to love, are in the forefront of my mind.