Packing to Leave
My sturdy "Art Can't Hurt You" totebag is filled with sunlight(and
maybe a few corn shucks from the Farmer's Market!) I embark on this
journey with new eyes and the pilgrim's soul. My familiar, Katy, is
at my side, whispering canine codewords of encouragement. I clear my
mind. The enchantment begins.
maybe a few corn shucks from the Farmer's Market!) I embark on this
journey with new eyes and the pilgrim's soul. My familiar, Katy, is
at my side, whispering canine codewords of encouragement. I clear my
mind. The enchantment begins.
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