It’s not you… It’s me.
It was an early morning walk. I was going for work and Rod sent me to the bus stop like he always does. It may look like an ordinary day for him, but not for me. It was February 18 this […]
It was an early morning walk. I was going for work and Rod sent me to the bus stop like he always does. It may look like an ordinary day for him, but not for me. It was February 18 this […]
