I don't disagree. It seems like I spent my golden years inside only to have them filled with sounds and visions of breaking glass and it has only made me feel under pressure.
I don't disagree. It seems like I spent my golden years inside only to have them filled with sounds and visions of breaking glass and it has only made me feel under pressure.
Yea well, I really shouldn't complain as my apartment is a space oddity for our neighborhood considering the cost of rent. All the young dudes who move into our building pay a lot more but every time I have a little yard sale here they still have enough money to come and buy my toys.