today i went to walk wang with carrie.
we walked far and near and ended up at the playground we would always rest at. except, the playground was almost flooded with warm water. which was quite relaxing instead.
and how wang nearly ran out.
but she's always like that, my little fluffy coffee-coloured bomb. she's currently asleep in a gap between my bag and mattress. and i'm staring at the doll dress i'm sewing, nothing done on it.
tomorrow i'm going to my aunt's again.
and suffer the wrath of a five year old.
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