How does this day trudge oh so long...But the weather is fair so i have no room for complaints. We are now into the third day that my love is gone on her family retreat. I miss her so, so much indeed that i can not retire to our bed these nights. But find my rest, resting on the living room couch. My days are lost without her. My time of day hazed as well as my order of diet. It never really comes to account all these little didi's until the best part of your life is absent. Looking forward to finishing up the office are and working on the my art some more. My hand is laying into me to allow freedom to run on paper, so i must tend to it. I never know whats to come of my pin until all is "complete". Most artists have an idea, all i have is a will and hand that favors rebellion.
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