When you come to the end of everything you know, and the next step is into the darkness of the great unknown, you must believe one of two things: either you will step out onto firm ground or you will be taught to fly.
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Freshly Copied Paper
Could be my favorite thing in the world. Warm to the touch, and smells of...freshly copied paper. Love it.
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