In my never ending pursuit to figure out what the heck I'm doing with my sculptures, I've traveled up to Ocala to pick through the dumpster of a granite place. I have hopes that if I surround myself with the right materials, I won't have to scratch my head so much; the answers will just jump out at me. I wanted to save so many more pieces from becoming land fill, but my jeep needs new shocks and probably some new springs and was sitting a little low in the water. So what the heck I'll just have to go back tomorrow and get some more.
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