When I’m sick, the last thing I feel is beauty full or beautiful. This post is in honor of the cold I’ve been nursing for the last week, and for the multitude of patients with the same complaints: Continue reading “Cold cold go away”
When I’m sick, the last thing I feel is beauty full or beautiful. This post is in honor of the cold I’ve been nursing for the last week, and for the multitude of patients with the same complaints: Continue reading “Cold cold go away”
