I guess I'm on the verge of my Quarter-life crisis.
The signs are everywhere- mood temperatures rising, dreams fading, contentment on the loose-- desires are tremendous, but the means and the drive are nowhere but short.
I think I'm ready to declare that I am NOT really happy after all.
Or well, maybe.
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we just doodle and scribble and we laugh and we cry... such therapy and relief is writing- and so, here I am coming home.
we just doodle and scribble and we laugh and we cry... such therapy and relief is writing- and so, here I am coming home.
Lia's Tombow writes again
Also scribbles at www.tombow.multiply.com
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