This post. I get it. Yesterday I almost lost complete control over my midnight wolf. I would have given my right arm for a forested mountain. I took a long suburban walk instead.
This is on my nightstand. Just started.
This boy, with those impossible eyelashes, could surely use a bath.
We went here last week. Such a beautiful city. We will need to go back, as there wasn't enough time to explore it in its entirety.
While there we went to one of the best, dare I say the best, museum I have ever stepped into.
My muse keeps slipping in and out of my grasp. Frustrating. But I know to be patient with her.