Write a four line poem about: fame.
Pretty decent market today, even with selling a lot of produce to the restaurant yesterday. We brought the last of our apricots and sold most of them, with the leftovers destined for our harvest boxes on Monday. And it was the best market so far for my greeting cards, which definitely put me in a good mood.
This evening I watched a couple of TED talks with Kat, and this one in particular seemed like something you guys would want to see.
I want to walk these streets
Without drawing second looks;
I don't want people to know me,I just want them to know my books.