Wandering mind, full of creation
Meandering lines, lost in elation
Each stroke, I broke a little inside
Each fate, I hate. My will defied
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Lately my hand has been breaking in one way another. It feels like I can never draw as much as I want to. I've been to physical therapy and they help in some ways but not others. To make matters comically worse, I got stabbed by a cactus and ended up with a cellulitis infection. My finger is swollen like a sausage and unusable, but the antibiotics are working so hopefully I'll be able to draw again soon.
KayLa
2022-02-21 18:30:38 +0000 UTCZuleika Brevoord
2022-02-21 16:40:58 +0000 UTC