Fragile, delicate, quite a bit confused and more than a little tipsy. She side-steps, accidently, into the cobblestoned gutter. Shaking her tired head at her own clumsiness. Whilst setting pretty teardrops free in the process. Which surprizes her somewhat, for she had not been aware that her rampant feelings had liquidized into the physical realm. … Continue reading All Mops and Brooms