My first mobile


                                  


                                   Perfect day

moved my first mobile to a better breezyier place 
read Demon Copperhead
talked to friends on the phone
painted postcard of Dionysus for Felix
talked to nabes pals for a long time on the beach
ate debs shrimp and chocolate pie surprise
had a dream about a talent show with all of my friends participating 
music
dock sunset
Below Deck tv

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