Gem business going well, by the anxiety of my water walking away keeps me up at night

Lesser humans, tell me that diamonds should not be wasted on a hoe. I am not a farmer but I do know diamonds are not farmable, the lesser humans confound me still.

Cleaning the slop off the devices, learning to advertise, put myself out in the baking sun. I sell rocks, for the price of whatever I feel like it.

Cutting the rocks to not be rocks. The more facets, the more beautiful it is. how many facets do you have?

Two hours spent loosing a blithering boulder, only for it to contain nothing valuable, my streak of unluck continues.

Ahh but the cool slop sooths the skin.