Pan, the pony performer (I promise I'm not trying to make that sentence sound like a nursery rhyme) coming home after a travelling tour with her troupe. The door not even closed, and the clothing is getting shucked and a bath drawn.
I guess the 'home' theme is running hard in my mind for pretty obvious reasons. The more things I get unpacked and set out, the more personality the place starts to take on. But I do like walking home in the earlier twilight evenings, looking up and seeing the light on at my apartment.
I, however, ensure that I do not shuck all my clothes at home. I don't need to start horrifying people and my cat's don't need more things to scream about in their senility.
I have one inked commission to send out, and I think I'll crash for a few hours. But it was a productive day at least.
Please remember to water your Christmas trees. Especially the plastic ones, they're already dead.
-T.J.
Tim J.
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