Yesterday I spent the whole day painting. Today I'm heading to Canada to start back to work. I wonder how long I can keep up this facade? Am I fooling anyone but myself?
I gave Michael a little bit so Danny so he could get to Utah like he wanted to. Next will be Las Vegas. Then both of them will finally be where they wanted to be most of all, Chilkat Lake.
I am going to make some lockett's like Mary's. Julie got her Danny tattoo last week.
I can tell you I am a different person entirely than I was 3 years ago. I am not who I thought I was going to be either. I have no plans other than today. So let's see what happens this week.
About Me
- Secondhand Girl
- Poetry is not an opinion expressed. It is a song that arises from a bleeding heart or a smiling mouth. Kahlil Gibran *************************************** Because of its tremendous solemnity death is the light in which great passions, both good and bad, become transparent, no longer limited by outward appearances. Soren Kierkegaard
Mary and doggies
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