I thought this was pretty explanatory of how I feel here. This was sitting by the sink. A fork among chopsticks covered in clay.
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They are painting up the studio for the big conference coming up. It is finished now and a burgundy color over the white lower section of the building.
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This tree is one of the few pleasant smelling things here. It is right outside the window where I am working. It is blooming nicely.
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