little boy and the glass pond |
he was oblivious to the leaf stuck on his butt |
splish splash |
satisfied. i guess he really wanted to do that |
what was once tightly tucked inside the cranium... all drawings and writing belong to me. copyright 2019
When I’m in writing mode for a novel, I get up at 4 am and work five to six hours. In the afternoon, I run for 10 km or swim 1500 m, or do b...
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