Busy weeks, always. I never know what each week gives me.
I used to love only watching sad movies. It was thing I would do to find my mood to create. As my twenties ended it came as less of a need to survive. The Polar bear needs the iceberg but the whale only needs the ocean. I got better at my craft and stopped looking outward. The whole process is a winding road of a hellscape. 🙂
My body is getting older and with that I feel the pain of my youth. Every time I should have broken and my body flexed is felt getting up from chairs. Horrible truth of the reverse of invincibility.
I hate baths. I only take them when the pain is so bad it’s hard to breath. The worst … human soup.
With Fall comes rain and with rain comes pain in bones.
Push past and the pain and create.
Life has a scary reality that comes with mortality.