My Diary: Spirit On A Pedestal

I, and my cellophane second self, were worried about the future today. It is difficult being relaxed while swimming among the tentacles of jellyfish. I normally spin on a record player in the evening but did so at noon today. However, I am still several termite mound shadows away from a High Noon.

Spirit On A Pedestal

Spirit On A Pedestal

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