When I’m walking down a not-very-short length of carpeted floor, I sometimes get the strange urge to burst into spontaneous cartwheels. Sometimes I just get giddy with the thought and keep walking, but other times I try, fail halfway through, and end up with a headache. And just sometimes, I keep trying anyway.
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Samantha - Mostly-happily committed art major in Atlanta. I'm a firm believer in being under a constant state of construction, sleeping naked, taking shower-baths in the dark, mocking Chris Isaak, and documenting the mundane.Links
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