a short story
my inner child is pleased.
:)
What happens when the story told is not about a thing you are looking at, but about a thing you assume exist somewhere unknown, or an idea?
i think it's called being an academic.
my inner child is pleased.
:)
What happens when the story told is not about a thing you are looking at, but about a thing you assume exist somewhere unknown, or an idea?
i think it's called being an academic.