for real...

I finally gave the letter that I took back. Ok, so it’s a revised one…but still. I had this idea that, instead of a person box, I’d make altered books instead. I found myself wishing I’d have just one book forever. Haay. I’ll just read a chapter of “When God Writes Your Love Story” to make me feel better…then make my medpaper. Nothing like stress to beat the heartbreak out of you.