Sleeping together

There are two hearts beating, two hearts breathing to the beat of that one drum, breathing naked together, we are joined at the heart and we breathe in unison, always, we pretend it is for always, but know it is not so.

Sofa karma

Unless we are blessed with the gift of special sight, we do not know what tomorrow will bring. When today was yesterday, I did not know that I would be purchasing an L-shaped sofa based on the telephonic suggestion of a friend who spotted it at half-price during a casual perusal of a catalogue in... Continue Reading →

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