Some mornings I wake up from this dream about a friend I haven't seen in 20-odd years, and my chest feels hollowed out with longing for him, for that connection. It feels deliciously right and disappointingly sad at the same time. It's a mystery.
Oh that pickled jar, I mean that jar with pickles is just the greatest! That shows, if you use those edgy crafty/kitschy techniques with a 'pinch a salt' the results are super! P.S.: Thnx for the compliment at prismtrail about the purse! Send me your home adress at debeufnikolaas@skynet.be and I'll send you a digibudi purse too! xoxo
Oh that pickled jar, I mean that jar with pickles is just the greatest! That shows, if you use those edgy crafty/kitschy techniques with a 'pinch a salt' the results are super!
ReplyDeleteP.S.: Thnx for the compliment at prismtrail about the purse! Send me your home adress at debeufnikolaas@skynet.be and I'll send you a digibudi purse too! xoxo