I’m getting better at making lists, but only a little better at following them.
I still feel like an empty shell around which this life has accreted.
and, wow, does that sound pretentious.
in which I write about stuff
I’m getting better at making lists, but only a little better at following them.
I still feel like an empty shell around which this life has accreted.
and, wow, does that sound pretentious.