a monument to an obsession

you look at stacks and see grueling, painful hours,

I see countless hours of pleasure and bliss.

 

This is a monument to absurd obsessions, particularly stacking obsessions.

To the sleepless nights cutting away.. To the everlasting bonding with your new friend, Olfa.  To the sanity you once had… To the first piece of handcut bristol-back chipboard… To the 1,500th piece of handcut bristol-back chipboard…

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