drops of thoughts...

Sunday, May 22, 2005

my big truck book

i find lately that when i have a pencil, i don't write. i doodle. things like flowers and things like hearts. i regress back to the sixth grade - those one days when i didn't have to worry about sallie mae or bad skin. i guess i'm just a foggy mess of a forest right now... blah.


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