Yummy Coffee.
Crackling Oat Bran.
My pillow right before I get out of bed.
The word – SNOOZE.
Cold Water to drink.
Hot washclothes.
My sonicare toothbrush.
Emails from people I love.
-
Follow
Following
Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now.
the thin line between optimism and delusion... 
There is a reason you can’t spell Cracklin’ Oat Bran without “Crack.” I adore it.