The
house is full
with the result of freaking around with my jars of acrylics but tomorrow
it will all be over, one twenty afternoon I will - hopefully - board my
plane and once again be on my way to the tropics, nothing more but my
sketchbook to keep my paint stained fingers busy with...seven weeks of
cherished
freedom and having to break my tongue on that nearly impossible to pronounce Thai Lingo again...
life could be worse
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