I don't like anything I'm posting at the present moment. It's really starting to bug me, too. Just like everything else about real life is starting to bug me. Some real candid thoughts are boiling in me and I'm not quite sure how I want to voice them, so I'll let them formulate in my brain for a bit and we'll see if I'm willing to spill with you, dear cyber-therapist. In the mean time, here's one of my most treasured souvenirs that I acquired from a very talented woman named Laura.
I need to get it framed. But it is one of the most beautiful things I have ever possessed. And it reminds me of A Little Princess. And we all know that movie is the best.
The details are really the best parts. It has everything good about Cuenca in it: mountains, banana trees, rain, a windmill, llamas, and orphans.
Needless to say, I tear up a little every time I look at this now. I'm tearing up about everything, though (I cried when Michael proposed to Holly on The Office). I'm a little oversensitive right now.