“You’re such an optimist,” I whisper to the little koala dancing on my window sill.
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“You’re such an optimist,” I whisper to the little koala dancing on my window sill.
This is my second summer this year. It still has novelty value and so far, I’m enjoying frivolous discovering of pieces of clothing in my wardrobe. This, this, what – this too? Those long-lost cotton and viscose acquaintances are all greeted with warm smiles and promised nice outings, meals, and walks among flowers. Too often, […]