We met over a year ago over the creation of a lady cake. It was made by and made for two of your future roommates.
We chatted in Bradley’s living room about artistry and photoshop. Technical nuances carefully laid by every brush, bucket, select, and crop.
Much later I’d hear of your giant brain! Yet your thoughts remain a mystery. I see you smirking behind that wine with a masters in fine arts and art history…
I’m not sure what’s up with your cat. But you must think he’s kablammin! He’s definitely cooler than a fish. Despite being a little Salmon.
Someday I’ll visit the carriage barn. And I’ll properly see the gallery. Then you can again take my fourth hand to lead me as my friend, my pal, and my Valerie.