Stoicism, I haz it.
Leo perched on the ledge, green eyes scanning the garden below where leaves danced in the autumn breeze.
Leo perched on the ledge, green eyes scanning the garden below where leaves danced in the autumn breeze.
That's it, I no longer own this room.
Now that I have a window I can fill it with plants!
These are the pictures of the original conventions agreed in casa Wakale.
The day has come, time to move on, and discover this new house, I wonder what it will be like?