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I have a hard time selling my stuff online, what I make is of no rhyme or reason, so here's a link to some cool stuff I hope sells itself: https://www.redbubble.com/shop/ap/143698392
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Fern by MischievousLane | Redbubble Fern line art

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I told him… I have a bazillion reasons to go just about anywhere, you aren’t making me feel like staying and I’m about to put up an add for nearly anyone to get free rent for a year, traveling the states with delivery gigs for extra play money in a kinda tiny shared space, willing to swap king bed for two twins or pillow barricades haha, must be able to assist in driving, making deliveries and coexist with a turkey and house chickens, and be able to go off exploring on their own if my health crap hits, and be willing to explore with me at a snails pace while I take extreme close up photos of mushrooms, dead things, flower pistils and turtle noses and pause to try to capture storms, sunrises and sunsets. Might make you model… kinda. Must be okay with antique shops and random ma and pa restaurants and the fact that the bus will steer toward garage sales, farm stands and coffee shops.

He said he was sorry.
I’m still considering it.

He lit the match to watch it burn, it danced until he could take the heat no more. He lit the match to watch it burn, but it burned a little faster than before. He lit the match to watch it burn, his thumbs becoming sore. He lit the matches to watch them burn, now staring at an empty drawer. No matches left to burn, his heart fell to the floor… wishing he could watch them dance once more.

Arizona? Nevada? Hmm. Georgia?! Cali doesn’t diesel so that’s out. 😕

Chopped half the length off my hair, so I now have a Betty bang bob again, but I’m debating chip chopping off the rest of it… hmmm… snip snip?!

Candy Cane Lane
*image for inspiration/reference from somewhere around 2013

if it’s too easy it can’t be true
what grows too fast dies too fast
too difficult the task… it’s not for you
pacing to a rhythm that doesn’t match your shoes
breathing air into a leaking inner tube in hopes that it will support you

too easy; accept this gift of not having to
too fast; cherish it while it lasts, and hope it doesn’t hurt too soon
too difficult; ‘MacGyver-ing’ through it with a sass monsoon
off beat; we can learn to dance to many different tunes
leaking; duct tape, or gorilla glue

Heartstrings

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