At the beginning of the summer, I embarked with pride on a number of projects. Some of these involved little paint jobs, which gave me such a great feeling of progress and creativity. Back from our travels, I noticed more clearly the bits that remained undone.
Such tiny bits, they hardly count. I had such a great feeling of progress, I didn't really care about finality. To be honest, nor do I still.
I missed this one when you wrote it, but I think it is FABULOUS! hahahahaha
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