January 2012
42 posts
Jolene...
…hasn’t flowered since we brought her home in 2010…
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Dream 7/1/2012
The only bit I really remember is being in a moving car (passenger) holding a clump of horse shit I had picked up from somewhere, and baby birds started climbing out of it and I had to drop them on the road. The dream was nostalgic. My friend was mildly annoyed by me and I felt everything.
December 2011
79 posts
A Story Without Words
gigglingbean:
“What we do for ourselves dies with us. What we do for others and the world remains and is immortal.” -Albert Pine.
