I couldn’t sleep in the hotel room. The sun streamed in over sunflowers on the window sill, such a charming sight as I awoke, my heart began to flutter. Last evening, my sub conscious mind, my Venus, might have thought his impassioned efforts were worth the pain. He seemed a sortable person at first, so debonair, so handsome, I was immediately drawn to him. I thought I would practically salivate at the vision of him.
It was only in the morning light as I rubbed my sore red wrists that I realized what he really was.
Playing catch-up with the Wordle, one of my favorite challenges. I had to refollow MLMM.