mr clean is that really you?

 

I love hanging out in my room, especially when everything looks so nice. I have started a new collage wall. I like waking up looking at the
collection of images. Pictures of distant lands, childhoods past, of smiling pigs and misfit adventures. It’s like a photo of my mind.

it twas a party

 

I love birthdays. There have been so many lately. Free food. Party Dresses. Great music. The only thing missing is the lolly bags on departure.
What happened? Why did they disappear? Maybe there was a dentist strike against tooth decay targeting one sugary bag of goodness at a time.