Journal

Think of this like my diary. It’s unpolished, raw but always interesting.

Life update, Prose Harley Bell Life update, Prose Harley Bell

I call my creatures inside

Two dogs roam the room. I am their temporary keeper. They bark and bark, maddened at the movement of the birds. There are scratch marks on every door. Beyond that, an olive tree. Wherein, a magpie chases two blackbirds from the branches.

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