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[aliseadae]

As it turns out, when you put things you've written into one folder it starts looking like a lot. I should work on my stories. Poems are lovely and intriguing but I have about three or so stories languishing away and I keep coming up with new ones. I need to find out how to wrap my brain around telling them and how to fix them to be what they should be.

I can't wait for my roommate to return from being home for the weekend so that we can go online and look for teas. I would love to have more herbs and spices and flavors here. I love the translucent colors of tea. I would like more cinnamon.