I wish i felt strongly enough about things to post them here for your enjoyment. It's not a matter of spunk but of conviction. What if i miss something?
One of my great experiences lately has been staying in James's apartment, which has an aquarium, so the bubbling and cycling of water permeates the ambiance.
In other news, i give up. All i'm doing, i already did as a 5-year-old: collecting keys to locks i'll never bother looking for. You matter to me iff you want to.
Belonging is contributing.