3:56 p.m. - 2012-02-24
twohundredseven
today i was browsing one of those big corporate stores and looking at art easels. the sales attendant came up to me and asked, do you need any help?
so i replied, i reckon an easel would be a great help. you know, with painting and stuff.
oh for sure, he immediately replied.
reckon i could paint like ten paintings a day if i had one of those, i continued.
ten paintings? he joked, his eyebrows sort of raised up a bit in disbelief or i dunno awe or something.
i nodded. ten paintings, easel-y.
then i shrugged and kind of walked off, before he actually thought i had enough money to buy one of those things.
[she talks to angels :: black crowes]
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