Pablo_Phuabcasso

If my side life were scaled down to fit inside a snow globe, I am at a dining table that sees days with creative supplies. There are paint tubes, aged paintbrushes, chalk pencils at half-life, drawing pads, a candy bar and a dark coffee somewhere. There is a candle that burns on that same table, something to type on. There is a softest blanket on my lap and thermal socks on my feet. Music blasting. It's difficult to see me away from that table unless I'm napping, working, gone fishing, hiding during a local and spontaneous day adventure.