As I am finally unpacking my books - which let's be honest is what makes home feel like home - I alternate between books on shamanism and green witchy things and astonomy and flooring/plumbing, and gardening and silly smut and books by my favorite authors and even better - friends and family. Sketchbooks filled and brand new ones. Stories told and ones yet to be written. And I'm suddenly reminded of just how much I love my life and how I've lived it so far. Cheers to all the stories and fantastical tales still yet to come.
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