actually hauled my cardboard out of my secret hideaway and painted something today.
It was my first time playing splatter-paint. I spilled a cup of water all over the cardboard, and my floor, and my favorite rug. I also got paint in my hair, arms, and pictures on the wall. It felt really really good to make a mess of honest paint.
Further proof that I'm doing so much better now.
Also, I'm suddenly aware of a small cluster of people who undoubtedly have crushes on me. I'm also aware of a small cluster of people who I have crushes on. More importantly, I'm aware that I've been boy crazy since day one, that crushes make my life go round, and that I was quite deprived during my period of exclusivity.