Nocturnal Wenchy

Dear friends and other interesting creatures,

I asked my daughter, Victoria yesterday if I could exit stage left and if she could please just forgive me. She said no, so I had sprinkles on my ice cream and saw the most gorgeous sunset that evening.

I’ve never been a fan of #Covid19 but seriously, talk about overstaying your welcome. I’ve looked for the positives, but the fleeting mentions are overshadowed by severe devastation, destruction and death. I’m not even trying to be extra.

Though it best I reach out as the amount of questions as to why my birthday was treated as a funeral of a very unpopular cousin, was making me feel very cult classic. Tremendously back to black.

I wish you enough,

Wenchy