All people live unique and different lives and moments, and their lives go on regardless of whether they are noticed.
Every single one of us has different stories.
The young woman who was walking her dog through the park as she talked on her cell phone. What was, and is her story?
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Masumi, I think you capture the feeling of the day perfectly in this piece. I could look at it for hours. Just beautiful.
Hey Amber! Thanks.
It's funny. I'm going to school for painting but now the school is on break, I feel like I can finally actually paint for the first time in a while...
9:55pm, eh? were you at the library that late? or have you got the Internet at home at last?
Wow, Sumes! Beautiful. I was at the bookstore yesterday and saw the piece you just sent to Patty of the shop. It's breathtaking!
Like many of us in Poultney, she misses you!
We've had a very snowy winter so far. It's great!
How're things?
Internet in da house! Love ya lots, Sumers. Hope all is well...
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