Life I’m so sick from the drink, I need home for a rest Shawshank, October 20, 2024 I’m awake. The bed was so snuggly, I didn’t want to leave. But I had to. I got shit to do. But currently I have Chaucer holding me down. He’s snuggled right in. I slept like the dead. Today, we don’t have too much on our table. I have laundry… Continue Reading