The wonderful everyday
Holding a large pinwheel lollipop in his left hand, he ran his, undoubtedly sticky, other one along the shelves, displacing and muddling the displays.
My Sims family has gained sentience and I fear they’re plotting against me
Who hasn’t blocked off the exits when there’s a fire? Or built a single room, one by one square metre walls on each side, with no light or nourishment? It was only a game.
Sydney will be nice when it's finished
The construction site immediately became a constant in my life.