Sometime ago, I mentioned something about “putting Spud in her place” which I thought was a rather interesting piece of story to share after experiencing a violent rejection from my own child. I am not sure if
…is me sipping a cold, cold, cold glass of coke filled with ice in the sweltering heat. I got high from the unexplained sensational satisfaction that comes with it. It was, one of life’s simple pleasures, indeed.