On red lights being our friends and being tied up in knots
An unanticipated long-term bonus of our collective read is with each red light I am not only reminded to stop and breathe, but I am instantly filled with memories of our weekend set to a T. Swift soundtrack.
An unanticipated long-term bonus of our collective read is with each red light I am not only reminded to stop and breathe, but I am instantly filled with memories of our weekend set to a T. Swift soundtrack.