Persistent rain produces a very grumpy sweat factory
owner/operator/employee with a terrible humidity-plagued mane of unruly
red hair. Somehow, regardless of this debilitatingly unbecoming
situation, work continues to get done, and even get done animatedly,
spurred on by small everyday Magical happenings: recently, the
rediscovery of a genuine hagstone found on the beach when I was two
years-old, hidden away knowingly for my future use in waxy yellow tissue
+ a small spiky wicker basket by my grandfather. A prized addition to
the arsenal of charms.
Such witchery being an motivator rather than an effective distraction,
there is vastly more to appear here in the near future! xx
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