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I am UmberDove.

And by that, I mean an artist.  One who hears stories in the wind, who paints because it is what her soul tells her to do, who smiths because the muse moves through her fingertips, who loves nothing more than the promise of an unexplored trail, the sound of the ocean in her ears, and scent of a serious cup of coffee.


The Friday (Night) Confessional, February 27th


Confession Number 483:  I am a total pen kleptomaniac.  No excuses, no apologies.  But I do have class, meaning I never snag the only pen on the counter or pens from little old ladies with lilac colored hair.  But other than that, they somehow wind up in the center console of my little coupe or the back pocket of my jeans and I hand them out freely to those in need of ink.  I like to think of myself as the Robin Hood of pens, stealing from the [pen] rich and giving to the [pen] poor.

Other than that, my morals are fairly high.  Just to be clear.  'Cause we can never be too clear on morals.