It’s far too cold to be sitting on my porch in my pajamas today. Here I am anyway, wrapped in a blanket, shivering when a breeze passes over me. It’s beautiful today, and the air is so nice.
I’ll type until my hands get too chilled to function properly.
Which doesn’t give me much time.
These little posts are just sketches, quick one-offs to get me back in…
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