true things about when i was a kid.

i sat outside my house and tried to sell my artwork.

believe it or not, i made 25 cents!

i had a fantasy of conducting my very own dog, and sometimes bird, symphony.

i got carried away and drew on a pillow, a fancy velour throw pillow, with permanent marker.

(i. got. in. so. much. trouble.)

windy days are good days to pretend you are a mermaid.