alisona
what is it,mysterious thing? a glass of superb wine? fresh air on a superb sunny day? or at a mountaintop? whatever makes you feel exalted, at peace with life, good to be here? my good cup of coffee...
my cat, when he would attack the leftover pieces of duck. I suppose people are thinking of halloween. and vampires, yeah, because that's what you're supposed to write these days if you're cool, all about fangs and vampires. oh jack london, where are you?