I made myself some fancy new bling
Carl Sagan + Futurama stills (ft. my classy paint skills)
\please do not remove source\
I feel like my entire self is being silent pulled southward and I’ll not be restful until I get there.
I have been hit with the need…not desire, not thought, not urge or craving or want, but pure NEED to get out of the city and back into nature. The mountains are calling me.
A cozy nook and table complements the end of a black and white galley kitchen.