*ogles Robin in his cinnamon roll kilt*
And hi, Gray. I agree. 6am is the devil’s time.
At least I’m getting plenty of healthy exercise today, what with going up and down ladders, hauling around of heavy files, and dashing around the massive building.
*admires her legs*
A younger girl keeps a-rollin’ ‘cross my mind.
No matter how much I try I can’t seem to leave her memory behind.
I remember her eyes, soft dark and brown.
Said she’d never been in trouble, or even in town.
A younger girl keeps a-rollin’ ‘cross my mind.
Wet snow moves out of your way. Fortunataly that’s what we usually get (though not a foot at a time) because the ground is usually too warm for it to stick for long.