Ahh, winter. The leaves are crisp and the ground is icy. The air is cold and, as I walk to the subway at 8:08 on the weekday mornings, I see the chill that has come to inhabit my sad, lonely heart exh… more →
The Grocery Hagsrockon211 wrote 1 year ago: Ahh, winter. The leaves are crisp and the ground is icy. The air is cold and, as I walk to the subwa … more →