Staring, steering and stairing.
After Saturday’s festivities, my personal thousand yard stare had increased by at least an extra 1,500 yards.
After Saturday’s festivities, my personal thousand yard stare had increased by at least an extra 1,500 yards.
Waking up early Friday morning my better half said, “pack your bags, open your mind to adventure and step into the party bus.”
A sack was thrown over my head and I’ve been removed from my environs for two days which means today’s post will not be seen.
Please do a rewind and glance over Wednesday’s post again, or spend the next 48 hours looking at this;
Until then, then.
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