LITTLE BOYS ARE MADE OF...
Bali, my ray of sunshine. What is it about 3:30 AM? It’s as if someone nudges me awake at that time every morning – been happening for over a week now. Morpheus and I need to have a talk! Doesn’t that fickle dude realize that by 9 AM, when I am supposed to start working, I only want to crawl back... Sign in to see full entry.