Finally, I have straightened up my scraproom. I love standing in the doorway and feeling it draw me in. This is my retreat, a peaceful place that is part of me. There are no secrets here. I create something honest and exactly how I feel. It might not be what anyone else would want a scraproom to be, but it feels good to me. I sit down to create, put my beach playlist on my iPod and I am taken away to contentment.
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