The Garden of Forking Paths
A place for little short commentaries, musings and drawings.
27 July 2015
A sweet dream
I dreamt of Sweetie, holding onto her hand tightly as we raced out happily from a building. Then, I woke up, smiling away, from ear to ear.
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