Once upon a time there was a crafty gal who dreamed of fabric, color, and all things unique and beautiful. More importantly she dreamed of space &time to delve into such treasures. She nodded off to sleep at night with the actual (almost tangible) feeling of her deepest desires being fulfilled, yet the actual vessel hidden from awareness. It's true, this gal had no knowledge of how to make what had been brewing inside her come to be, nor was she crystal clear on what might be her creations of choice. Some days she felt as though she would burst. The clarity seemed as though it might never surface. But then that tangible feeling of (future)fulfillment seeped back into her being as though injected specifically to calm her anxiety. The glimpse of hope would suffice and reassure the gal that the longing was only temporary. Sigh....luckily there is always some kind of magical happily ever after in once upon a time. Right? I mean, the gal still has a chance. I don't suspect a fairy godmother will stumble upon her, but maybe through pondering and such? Actually, she might have had a little personal revelation/prompting/remembrance of a sacrament talk that just might be leading her in the right direction. Good luck little gal from once upon a time;)
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