I Am So Over All That Midnight Dreary, Pondering Weak and Weary

For me, the last couple of decades have been a glorious gambol. Sure, a couple of guys broke my heart, and a slew of annoying fine lines started creeping in around my eyes, but, on the flip side, I began investing in more expensive shoes, spooning every night with a man superior to those who… Continue reading I Am So Over All That Midnight Dreary, Pondering Weak and Weary