i guess it's obvious. i've been bitten in the arse by a gouache bug. don't picture that in your mind. please!
who knew how much mileage i'd get out of these grafted cactus i picked up in palm springs? not me!
it's sunday. i'm dreaming about places that look like this:
look, a small inn by the sea! Villa Sjötorp in Ljungskile. i feel the pull of some midnight summer sun. what say you?
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