I Really Enjoy The Social Aspects Of

A Father Carries Pictures Where His Money Used To Be.

The Overhead Lights Reflect In The Glass Countertop And Mingle In The Gray And Black Of The Gloves, Resulting In A Mother-of-pearl Swirl That Sometimes Sends Mirabelle Into A Shallow Hypnotic Dream.

Always...no Wait...never.

There Is One Thing I Would Break Up Over, And That Is If She Caught Me With Another Woman. I Won't Stand For That.

You Want To Be A Bit Compulsive In Your Art Or Craft Or Whatever You Do.