I started working a community clinic in April and it has filled the role very neatly that school once had in sucking out my creative energy and will to live. I’m pretty sure organic chemistry destroyed normal dexterity in my right hand too. I’ve dabbled a little in this watercolor and that embroidery but nothing significant and I hope this explains part of the reason why.
I call these anger clouds but really, they could be despair clouds too. They take up the space in my tiny office and make me hate many things and wish harm upon lots and lots of elected officials. They also like to follow me home and just hang out until I fall asleep.
So this is the best I’ve got for now.