I suddenly have a bunch of messages of varying interest on OKC.
One has inquired if I’m fun. Um, yes? What the hell kind of question is that? Who says no?
One has a profile warning about the size of his, um, member. That seems promising. (Eye roll.)
Dad had Westerns on earlier which always makes me wish I had a little cabin all my own and could somehow care for horses. And the quiet of snow falling.
I wonder how one becomes caretaker of a ghost town…