My little spaces are a direct reflecshan of my mind – messy, messy, messy.
I decided I had too much shit on my desktop when I went to save a picture for this site but didn’t want to rifle through my Finder. So then I came across this thing.
I was given a pretty pair of markers that just had to be put to use. It’s like I was drinking poetry juice – my mind gone, on the loose.
Read it, comment on it, then DEUCEs.