Getting it done
I worry myself sick thinking about a grown ass man. I know he’s still sick.
I wanted to be the one to feed him, watch over and take care of him.
I think he wants to see us, later. He asked what we were doing, later.
Hes
I think he needs something.
I told him I’m just home, cleaning.
Tomorrow, i will go to leesport if its as beautiful out as today is. Leesport is a flea market and they just opened this past weekend but it rained.
I may even sell, but not today…