...bang, bang, hit the ground...
tired and lonely, but purposefully out of contact.
dreamed the other night that i was laying in my bed, pretending to be asleep in the dark while somewhere standing above/behind me, falon, katie, and linda were quietly talking about me. shortcomings, merits, like old friends.
all shades of macbeth, huh? toiling and troubling and all that nonsense.
working on a couple pieces.
about a third done with my best painting ever.
that's about it.
now i sew my lips back up and call it a day.
dreamed the other night that i was laying in my bed, pretending to be asleep in the dark while somewhere standing above/behind me, falon, katie, and linda were quietly talking about me. shortcomings, merits, like old friends.
all shades of macbeth, huh? toiling and troubling and all that nonsense.
working on a couple pieces.
about a third done with my best painting ever.
that's about it.
now i sew my lips back up and call it a day.