This is Steve. He's my imaginary friend. My sister's imaginary friend, who works part-time as my conscience, is currently visiting relatives in Florida. We doubt he'll come back until all this cold white stuff is gone. So in the meantime, I've got Steve to pester me and be that photo that just won't develop in the darkroom of my mind.
This "journal" consists of notes to Steve. Perfectly simple. Nothing extraordinary here.
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