Today was not really an art day. I diddled around with the Gimp for about an hour, then my writing muse slapped me upside my head. I have written six articles for my blog today about all kinds of things:
- Impeaching Trump
- Chicago and Music being in my bones
- A bit about a portmanteued proverb I love
- One about nicotine addiction
- One about god, or the idea of god, or whatever
- And this one, which only kind of counts
It was a productive day.
I really am an eclectic freak. Playing uke and recorder, doing digital art and zentangle and making jewelry, and writing from my gut. Between all that, I talk to people, make new friends, share a gazillion memes, play computer games, and more. And when I go to bed, I read for at least an hour before turning out the light.
I don't have time to be bored. Considering that I'm basically housebound and can't really leave my bedroom due to the difficulty involved in hauling my carcass from room to room, my life is incredibly rich and full.
I am a very fortunate old crone.
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