{Reading symbols formed.}
Dear you,
It’s in the tea. In the leaves of the tea. In the beverage I rarely drink. Such prophesy! Unbeknownst happiness. Love. Light. Travel. What joy this reads! Good fortune twined to the discovery of an undeveloped talent. Such news delivered by a man with rosy cheeks belonging to a cherub! Tether me to the earth. I feel giddy. I feel weightless. I feel as though at any moment I could take flight. Ascend! Upwards! Hit my head on the roof of the sky. Be this true? What are the exquisite chances? I’ll take it, if only for an hour. I will believe those symbols at the bottom of cup true. Much happiness. Love dear. Pleasant conditions. A mug I’d be to refuse.
Yours bewilderingly ecstatic and with singing heart,
X
+ The Sticky Annual Zine Fair takes place this Sunday at the Melbourne Town Hall from 12noon until 5pm. Dear ones in Melbourne, hope to see you there.
+ A through the keyhole peep at a small part of a collage especially for MIEL books. One of a trio of new images, Louise and I look forward to revealing more about this project soon.