What might YOU do if, suffering sinus panic attacks: food, meds, psy, herbs
Jean walks over to the river birch. The squirrels run up the trunk. She slides down, sitting against the cinnamon bark. An oak twig falls on her red, white, and blue striped flats. It exfoliates as if someone rubbed Olay over it. She looks up at the green canopy. 🚶 The Saturday Night 👃 🌾 P POST... Sign in to see full entry.