Tonight, I've no homework. None. Tonight, I can breathe in a deep
breath of fresh air. I can surface the mass of water, known
as homework, and peer around at the world outside of that unavoidable mass.
Tonight, I can dream.
Tonight, I can think on lovely things; I can imagine
glorious subject matter arranged just so,
on a blank canvas.
I can imagine what my art studio will look like someday,
when I've a house of my own.
Picture by PoorSailor
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