Does anyone on here ever have any time to themselves?
If so: any advice for getting it without killing people?
I like my legs.
I've just drunk a whole 12 cup cafetiere of Java coffee, eaten 2 leftover chicken croquettes from last night, a pear, a Peperami, and an almond croissant. Now to bowl 20 overs against my son, then go to the gym for a 30+ ton workout.
I am 48 years old and ridiculous. My poor body.
Doing my Mr Darcy impression.
Linen shirt? ✅️
Chest hair? ✅️
Now to dive in the nearest lake.
Sestina written on the parchment and duly rolled up again, awaiting our next meeting.
If she chooses to share, she may, one day. But it is hers, and thus her choice.