girl at large

I like to write about life when you have a job, some kids, a fixer upper and a fatal disease.

is it just me or is everything i see a cheesy tourist scene? lots of paper, buckets of gouche…nothing to paint….
ok, so i could do the whole inner turmoil thing, but that is just as tired…
if i don't find something inspiring soon, i'll be resorting to painting the dog. and that's just sad.

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