It’s a new year. 2020 becomes 2021. The craziness and world-lockdown continues. At least I still have the perfect excuses for staying home and working on my art. BTW, if you crawl you probably don’t need to wear that mask. (iz joke comrade).
What the what! How I could such a crappy year pass by so quickly. It sure is a good thing that time travel does not exist. There was very little reason to revisit 2020. Too much crap to muddle through to find the good stuff.
The same, the same, the same. Must be lockdown fever. This week is like last week only different, I think. The future is now and instantly the past.
If you think you have trained your cat then you need to think again. It is you that has been trained. They are heartless and relentless. Do not rub them the wrong way!
I can’t concentrate. The newest member of the household is an unsympathetic taskmaster. I can only doodle intermittently.
My creative gas tank is empty. Too many other things to do. My brain is empty. Yeah okay, it always was. It’s just more empty now. Winter in coming … bleh!!
