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and the golden rays of light softly slipped through the little spaces between the emerald leaves of the magnificent tree, illuminating the dark forest floors. And I saw it. In HD. Because I have glasses.

I just finished Isabelle Allende's My Invented Country, which was interesting. I could identify with her more than I thought I would. It's definitely not her best, but it was a book that came into my life at the right time. I needed some examples of other people's lives turning out to become just what they needed them to be. Of other people becoming who they needed to be. The Rolling Stone's "You can't always get what you want" comes to mind. I read the last few pages of My Invented Country on the 43 tram on the way home. I read through Allende's acknowledgments, closed the book, stroked over the cover for a second and then put it into my b

I'm making a portfolio for Art School. I've never done this before. wish me luck!