Sometimes We All Want to Go Home
Since I tend to get a bit lonely on Sundays, I try and occupy my time accordingly. I can usually be found amidst the isles of books at Borders perusing through titles I find most intriguing but probably will never buy. Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely love to read, but I won’t be purchasing North American Trees or Treasures of Tutankhamun anytime soon.
After purchasing some overpriced hologram butterfly wrapping paper, I set off for home. By this time it was pouring down rain and the overcast skies really weren’t helping my already dreary state of mind. Read more…