Put me in a car with a migraine-ish headache for 7 hours and my Cozy goes topsy-turvy.
A plot that at Hour One was well-defined with just enough ‘give’ to be healthy, by Hour Seven has kinked itself up into some barbaric self-strangulation hold.
Apparently, I am a dangerous place to be with a headache.
Great to know.
Time for another latch to go on this hermit’s door.
Until tomorrow…
Chloe
I loved this! The photo is great too.
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