Tears stream into ink…
the page is danced upon…
Today was full of happiness only to be crushed by sorrow. I had great fun last night entering the baptismil of Bridget, i love you. Also, today was a wonderful field trip to the Pain Art Museam and the Oshkosh Public Museam. I may have to depart from RSA, frowns*.
the stench of paper being made
Words of Wisom:
I do not really want the wicked to die, says the Lord God. I want them to stop their bad ways and live. Ezekiel 18:23