Profound, Polly. And Pretty of Parthenon Proportions
The road is dusty and tumbleweed-strewn. Very in keeping with the desert setting. The view just a monotonous nickelodeon of barren and...
Been here and there. Just about every which way. And my roving eyes ineluctably fall upon stray bounties of beauty. Compelled to delve into these maelstroms of minerva, I took to pen and paper and plucked at the cogs and wheels humming along in their crafty craniums.