Last night, I dreamt that I wrote a poem. It was a kickass poem. Today I woke up and it wasn't true. I really wish that dream had been real.
I know, I know. Go forth and make it real!
Ha ha. Easier said than done.
This has nothing to do with politics! - In April of 2011, I went to a knitting camp called Camp KIP. My roommate at Camp KIP was a friend who used to work at the yarn store with me. After we both...
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