Jun 11, 2022
I'm old enough to recall Son of Sam. OMG. Bad memories revisited.
I despair at times, Linda. But then I don't want to succumb to the Darkness. I'm like a freaking yoyo
I'm old enough to recall Son of Sam. OMG. Bad memories revisited.
I despair at times, Linda. But then I don't want to succumb to the Darkness. I'm like a freaking yoyo
J…Jen…Jeni…Jenine... Proper names are poetry in the raw. (W.H. Auden) Poet, singer, seeker, hippie grandmother gleefully revealing herself