as my 43rd becomes more imminent by the hour, so a certain sense of melancholy grows... the days' plan to just stay home and get chores done early and then ensconce myself on the couch with a sketchbook were derailed early on by my own sense of duty to a friend in need, and the tenuous link to my muse was broken for the second time in under 24
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Scribble, then rip up your scribble and scribble again.
LET IT OUT!
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In other news...what's new? How's your house? Your kitties? Your job? We should catch up!
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