The unconscious mind creates poetry if it’s left alone.– STEPHEN KING, Duma Key
My nemesis the Moth has set camp above the bathroom sink. I’m trying to stay brave but it’s hard. He’s a clever one you know. This morning he ambushed me in the shower only to disappear without a trace as soon as I found a suitable weapon to defend myself with. As of now I have retreated and will wash my hands in the kitchen. This round goes to you Moth, well played.
Memory is an internal rumor.– STEPHEN KING, Duma Key
Lace Up Espadrille Bootie →
I’m in need of a new pair of shoes. Shoes that I can wear to work without wanting to chop off my feet at the end of the day though, so I can’t get these. But oh how i want them.
Do the day and let the day do you.– STEPHEN KING, Duma Key