No thank you to horror films – the following night is guaranteed to be nightmare central. Even C.S.I. is pushing it, actually.
Taxidermy animals make me sad.
… which inevitably leads to I will never get the hang of the rhythm of spoken conversations. Let’s all just write?
Keep the hue in you. 🙂
When a dentist asks me if I need a local anaesthetic for a filling – surely that is just a rhetorical question?
I always felt like Suzanne’s solitude has a slightly demanding? menacing?… quality to it – which mine doesn’t. What do you think?