My dreams were all my own; I accounted for them to nobody. They were my refuge when annoyed — my dearest pleasure when free. ~~ Mary Shelley (1797-1851)
It's a long story …
a light-hearted look at life by Tresha Barger
My dreams were all my own; I accounted for them to nobody. They were my refuge when annoyed — my dearest pleasure when free. ~~ Mary Shelley (1797-1851)
It's a long story ... 