Red-Brick Inlay Glimpse of Suburbia para morfrinto (the pain of mundane while glimpsing beauty upon aptitude of solemn-solidarity): I used to think that my surroundings were inherently what nurtured the vehement being of wealth; that inherently determined the ambiguous cause of “classing up.” I choose to share my surroundings, even while I scourge on the volatility of “be safe, be discreet, be serene in your view of life from the picture lens” only to find that my sharing is an extension of my community that nourishes, shares, loves with insight, and speaks volumes as to the worth of “oh, she just post something.” Business owner or not, I feel proud to share what makes me happy after a brief glimpse of 23 years of Agoraphobia, with minor Excursions. I suppose this minutia-galleria is the juxtaposition of which I’m seeking as far as comfort in my lodging, I most-often take for granted. It’s the semblance of the details that provides worth 😉
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