When I woke up to four texts from Abigail which had been sent at 3 AM I knew I was about to read something interesting. But I had no idea that she was sending me a picture of something that she’d made. Actually, several somethings.
“I have to confess that I’m drunkenly going through my apartment and taking pictures of what comes to mind at the moment. However, I’m fairly certain that in my sobriety more will come to me. All of these are things that I have made based upon school.”
