in the stream behind your house we absconded with one, he pinched at my cupped palms as we bounded ... [+]
in the stream behind your house we absconded with one, he pinched at my cupped palms as we bounded ... [+]
The sun struck my eyes as I rubbed the sleep off them. I stretched and yawned and felt the air. The little hairs on the back of my neck stood up straight. I couldn't help but smile because deep inside ... [+]
I woke up from an untroubled sleep and remembered nothing.***Some days I envy Gregor Samsa. He woke up from a troubled sleep and found himself transformed into a giant insect; but at least Kafka let ... [+]