henry is lying on the floor in our office singing a song he’s “writing”:
you were right,
and i was wrong.
the weather is nice
when it’s not winter.
i’m curious to see where he goes with this.
henry is lying on the floor in our office singing a song he’s “writing”:
you were right,
and i was wrong.
the weather is nice
when it’s not winter.
i’m curious to see where he goes with this.