Welcome to my digital retreat. Relax, grab a cup of tea, and smile!
I am the Llama.
Why “Llama?” Because it’s what my son calls me, for no particular reason. When he was little, he called me “Mama.” At some point in his early adolescence, he started calling me “Llama” instead. He’s nearly an adult now, but his name for me has stuck. It suits me for many reasons, the most important of which is that it is simultaneously loving and irreverent.
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