The Eighteenth of May


The seventeenth of the month came and went. The day before was well spent. Everything was fine. In fact, it was all good. I thought about ending yesterday with visiting a small circus. Or, seeing a film: Bollywood. It was now late. I thought about going to get me something at the 7 Eleven. A black cat crossed my path. I am not superstitious. More … Continuer de lire The Eighteenth of May