Photo 1 is what I came home to today (photo 2 is what my bed normally looks like). Sometimes Petunia would knock off 1 pillow to sleep on but today, she must've been in a frenzy because the bed is a mess.
People have called me a goldfish - I have no memory. Or a very selective memory. I'm missing whole years of my life but can remember all the words to odd Disney and Dirty Dancing songs (Aaahhh-riel! Stay, just a little bit looonger...). So, this is a clear little bowl for me to hold my treasures and peer out while you peer in.
"We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospection” - Anais Nin
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