I’m too tired now to give a nice explanation, but probably playing with Legos with my dad as a kid. Either that or waking up on a REALLY stormy summer morning and going to grandma’s house.
I’m too tired now to give a nice explanation, but probably playing with Legos with my dad as a kid. Either that or waking up on a REALLY stormy summer morning and going to grandma’s house.
My dreams. They’re still the best part of my life in a sense. No matter how bad things are, whenever I go to bed I’m in for a treat.