Last week I had a whole plan to write something funny and self-deprecating about how frustrating it is to have ideas in your head that your hand is too maddeningly dumb to put down on paper, but then it happened. I got SICK. You know, the kind of sick where you fall asleep sitting up because you blinked too slowly. The kind of sick where you don't know what day of the week it is. I really feel like there should be a third thing here to balance this stupid paragraph out, but I'm too sick to think, so this is pretty much all you're gonna get right now on that topic. Being sick is actually kind of a problem for me because I get crazy anxiety about health things and when I'm feeling really poorly my brain does mean things to the rest of me and to itself. This makes it extra difficult to do things like write, because my head gets all filled up with Fog and Fears instead of what it should be filled with, which is, of course, Millions and Millions of Shiny Sighs. Naturally. Anyway, I just decided to just do what I could manage and that turned out to be picking up a pencil. So what you see above is me using what brain I had left to illustrate how I feel about getting The Covid Plague after dodging it all this time. Thanks for being my friend and let's talk again next week, when I plan to have a sketchbook sale! You can sign up here to get notified when it goes live and I promise strange and pretty things on paper that don't cost much to ship because they are all unframed and dying to become yours forever.
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Janet Jacobs
4/15/2023 09:45:50 am
Found you! Im still tech illiterate! Even sick your work is beautiful. I hope you feel better soon!
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Liese
4/15/2023 10:04:16 am
Thank you, I miss your face so much! Hugging you tight. <3
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