It was a cloudy Wednesday afternoon and people wandered the sidewalks as it was a day of the farmer's market.
^I admired the colors, patterns, and textures that surrounded me.
^The endless, pointless counting reminds me of day to day worries that tend to add up. Do they matter? yet we participate anyway.
^I can't seem to get enough of fairy tales; it amused me to see the hands on the wall reaching towards the Fable Mugs.
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