i can't sleep. i downloaded a few of the late night tales compilations. i'm enjoying them. i have a great poem in my head that i need to write. it's about a chaste weathervane who wants nothing to do with the wind's advances. but the wind is spiteful...stay tuned. i'm brushing my teeth and typing at the same time.
this toothpaste is burning my mouth.
whatever. it's still better than making cyanotypes.
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