my mom: it’s really not good to eat past sunset
me, whose circadian rhythms have aligned with a nearby raccoon’s: your rules don’t apply here
Imagine having your own little library in your house. A room just full of books. A big window, with a cozy window seat and a pretty view, maybe of the ocean. A large old fashioned desk. A comfy sofa. Perhaps a beanbag or two if you’re feeling crazy. Wow, I just gave myself chills!
