Chickhood, classical guitars, and chocolate chess pie
I washed my hair today. Which was good because it had been about a week since the last time I did. It doesn’t get as icky after that amount of time in the arid climate of Colorado, but by the time I returned to the South, it was obviously past its time. Because of this, … Continue reading Chickhood, classical guitars, and chocolate chess pie
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