"We're playing for keeps and holding a losing hand."

Feb 10, 2024 16:11

An ugly, overcast day. Our high was 69F.

I was cold all day.

This morning I made it through two stories, though one was very long, so...I'm counting it as four stories. I drew some monster doodles, and then I called it quits.

Some days are simply miserable, and I think I have several of those waiting for me.

There's the shop.

Later Tater Beans,
Aunt Beast



3:31 p.m.

editing, clouds, secrets, anger, depression, proofreading, trees, futility, monster doodles, misery, despair

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