On the Turntable

Wearing Gloves Inside

Low of 40° tonight.
No Heat
in this 1920's unit of mine.
Given, I live in los angeles...
but still!
Drinking copious amounts of Tea
while running the Stove for some warmth
just ain't cuttin' it.
Oh, if only I could afford
Real Clothes?
Extra quilts & blankets?
Endless Candles?

Spinning

It Must Be

Tomorrow?
An Answer?

update:
denied.

now what?

RIP

Dying is easy. Comedy is hard.

Unveiled

Wanderlust