hilarybroman
Continue reading to the right, I am the words that jump out of ink black and paper white
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Typewriter
So my best friend brought me back from L.A. an electric typewriter and I have finally finished setting it up and got it all clean. At this moment, I stand at the shore of my own imagination, ready to swim. It may be as broad as the Pacific, or as slim as a street puddle. I guess we'll all find out, won't we?
