Thursday, December 17, 2009

The Call.

That ball of light. only exists when I want it to.
I forgot. Forgetting is hard to do. But I manage to soak it in like a sponge.
The moment those three lines start to flash...I remember. And THEN that smiley face on my umbrella laughs with me.
It's truly exquisite. Not really. But it is super fun.
:)
haha!

1 comment:

  1. your unbrellas! you collect them!

    that happy face.
    in your windy windy room.

    is your christmas tree on?

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