Nothingness
This morning I was filled with a profound somethingness.
Which is rather unusual, as I am often overrun by a senile nothingness.
Such a small surprise lit me up, easy on the eyes, inflicting upon me only what many have tried to...
Which is rather unusual, as I am often overrun by a senile nothingness.
Such a small surprise lit me up, easy on the eyes, inflicting upon me only what many have tried to...