One person's trash is another person's treasure... and that's ok.
I've written novels and stories because I need to and want to. But lately, I feel like I'm defending my humanity as much as my craft.
We’re home now. We got home last night. We unpacked, watched a movie, and went to bed.
Today was catching up. All of us were in a bit of a Ferris Wheel emotionally this week. Monday feels like years ago.
I did get a letter from a pen pal, which was nice and cheered me up. I do really like writing snail mail.
Now I’m just going to finish this and go to bed, since we just had a Shrek DVD marathon.
Pen: Benu Foxglove (Talisman)
Ink: Pelikan Edelstein Onyx
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