I am so MIND blown at the winds of change! I cannot even begin my tale of life's journey right now! I want to spill, but all my hands are doing is aching for art--creation. I have no idea why my mouth is speaking in parables, but know it is all joy. Purest joy. Did I fall in love and not know it? Am I actually sitting down or am I floating to Heaven touching my beloved's gifted lips?
*ahem* In reality, I lost my art supplies....(so many moves, I swear!). The only thing I have is my Bamboo Pad *sigh* which I do not like to use. One day, I will be rich and buy me an Ipad. That way I can actually look at what I'm drawing and not the computer sc