Sat wedged between an imaginary pixie named Fred and a fence that is yearning for me to leap; I sit and I ponder the subliminal, weird and insane caverns of my inner mind. Sometimes, it will spill out and people will immerse themselves in an electronic collaboration of fonts. Sometimes, I just like to use a good old fashioned pencil.
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Apr 04, 2013 11:34AM
@BillTemple no problem! Look forward to reading more!View all Conversations
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