She has emptied all the pockets of her life and looked in all its hidden nooks and crannies (though to be honest, she’s not entirely sure what a cranny is,) and now she is quite certain she doesn’t have any. Answers.
June 12, 2022
She has emptied all the pockets of her life and looked in all its hidden nooks and crannies (though to be honest, she’s not entirely sure what a cranny is,) and now she is quite certain she doesn’t have any. Answers.
The Poetry Of 
June 12th, 2022 at 9:55 pm
LOL.. love it.
June 12th, 2022 at 10:07 pm
u said it… story of my life……….summed up in a single sentence. thank you for this abrupt and hard hitting truth. mine…….that is.
June 13th, 2022 at 9:37 am
every nook also has a corner, corners with crannies… tumbling into a rabbit hole, where nothing is the same for too long… and all answers under the feet…
“Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?”
“That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,” said the Cat.
“I don’t much care where—” said Alice.
“Then it doesn’t matter which way you go,” said the Cat.
“—so long as I get somewhere,” Alice added as an explanation.
“Oh, you’re sure to do that,” said the Cat, “if you only walk long enough.” —
June 13th, 2022 at 9:44 pm
missing your post today, i thought you will write one update a day. pls write something Pavithra.