Sick. Ugly, snotty, can’t breath and horribly cold sick.
I’m trying to get through my to-do list, but I’m failing miserably.
Sick. Ugly, snotty, can’t breath and horribly cold sick.
I’m trying to get through my to-do list, but I’m failing miserably.

I’ve said for years that it’s the story in a song that makes me love it. Not the production, not even the melody first. The

Many writers out there will talk about the decisions they make as a part of being an author, but I feel the need to dig