Life Stumped By iw October 12, 2016 October 12, 2016 immigration, Life I feel like I have so much to get off my chest somehow, and yet nothing’s happening. Nothing’s coming out. Maybe I’m imagining it? Or is there a mountain of subconscious crap lurking, waiting to swarm me when I least expect it? PS. No receipt yet. Nighttime beach Daytime beach Leave a Reply Cancel replyYour email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *CommentName* Email* Website Save my name, email, and site URL in my browser for next time I post a comment. Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.
