The Tuesday Tank - Wine, Workouts, and Whippersnappers
“I don’t know where I’m going. I don’t know where I’ve been.” Pretty much, and I’m completely sober. Oh, summer. You and your childish dreams of sitting in the sun all day, your optimistic adventures and restful face looking at me like I’m a traitor. “Spend more time with me,” you say. Truth is, you’re not … Continue reading The Tuesday Tank →