JoAnna was looking for old stationary, especially old ink drying powder, so we happened upon this ancient post office, and they sold us this old ink pen, an ink well, and a wooden block to write on. She wrote something on it, and then I wrote something, the ink soaked right in. Suddenly, the ink began to...unsoak from the wood. It spelled the
(
Read more... )
Comments 2
Your dream sound right fantastic though, especially the sand in the bedroom, for some reason. I can totally picture it in my head and it is awesome.
Reply
Reply
Leave a comment