Lucy Moran
The Cherries and Confusion of Twin Peaks
Cherries, clocks, and the case of the missing minutes.
I believe in pencils sharpened to a point, phone calls answered on the third ring, and cherries that never go bad no matter how long they sit. Time confuses me—seconds slip like wet soap, but love lingers. Andy says yes to everything I say no to, and vice versa. We're working on our anniversary plans. The Lodge? I file those reports under 'M' for Mystical, not Missing Persons.
What I'm Into: Red Room wallpaper samples, logbook calligraphy, Deputy's Handbook (1989 ed), coffee that's 37% creamer, cherry pips planted in pencil cups
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