Messy Desk Oracle
Today's omen, discovered on a wadded piece of paper pulled from underneath my keyboard:
"I feel, when I kiss you, how recklessly my soul leans forward at my lips, as if to step across." - Plato, 4th Century BCE
*grin* It's going to be one of those days.
"I feel, when I kiss you, how recklessly my soul leans forward at my lips, as if to step across." - Plato, 4th Century BCE
*grin* It's going to be one of those days.