Tuesday, July 04, 2006

coffee no. 90

My third island is full of very funny fluffy creatures I see sometimes in toy shops. I think of the toys that start moving and singing (in their own mysterious language ) when you touch or pat them. I know, it's crazy and infantile, but such sweet monsters always make me happy. So when I'm feeling blue, I go to a toy shop...
I have always dreamed to have one of these peculiar toys at home but it is always so many other things to buy instead...