Luxury is such a burden.

From street eats,

To sleepy sweeps.

What would you call a day without a meal, then?

Everyone likes to be outside, as long as there’s walls to block the streets.

My family and I are cozy, we don’t mean any harm.

We tend to forget how easy life is made for us.

Is the glass you’ve been handed half empty?

My happy place.

Can I park here?

Momma told Santa I was good this year.

Momma told Santa I was good for nothing this year.