A Fleeting RippleSep 3, 2022to sell a pen (or a pun): pilot custom 912& horrible puns i cannot stop myself from making A pool of sunlight slowly moves from the wall to the bed as the day progresses, warming...
A Fleeting RippleAug 12, 2022some thoughts on paper: maruman mnemosyne notebookThe shade has finally reached the front porch, saving it from the rays of the blistering sun. In the meantime, the sun had started...
A Fleeting RippleMay 3, 2022tiny pen, huge heart: platinum pocket penIt’s a cold morning, it’s even visible from the grey sunshine filtering through the curtains. There is no happy, golden sunshine today....
