A rare no art day.
I was throwing the coffee around from before sunup until around three today, and managed to soak myself in warm soy milk. By lunch I sat down to eat with cold, soy soaked pants, feeling exhausted and achy. The cooler weather this week has brought about a season of crazy. People need coffee…and they’ll cut your grandmother for it given half the chance.
Afterwards I spent the rest of the day moving furniture, the evening putting furniture together, and feeling like I’ve done enough for the day, even though the day isn’t quite over yet.
So add writing this to the list of accomplishments.
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