Dewey decimal drawings.

Inside is a face covered in crayon. A mug of coffee half gone. A breakfast grandly attempted which achieved a modicum of success. Two very special notes: the names she first gave us written on notes in her own hand.

Outside, the fog is burning off in the sun’s beams of day awakening.

It is time for shoes until the ground wand and the day swings full.

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