It was all about you today.
I can’t really explain, but this morning I woke up while I was still dreaming. Or let’s say that I was asleep but I was aware that I was in fact dreaming. 363 more words
My most shameful moment (or the only one I’ll admit to) happened sometime in 1974, I think. I was working in a golf club as a barmaid-come-waitress-come-slave but I quite liked it and the boss was an attractive older man with streaks of white hair at his temples. 324 more words