i was squatting in a stream this morning to wash the mud out of misha’s clothes when i thought
“this is my life”
how did i get here?
which twists & turns & choices made
led me to this place
i am both grateful for a place to be
to figure out my next step
about where that next step will take me.
today on my patron page i share two art journal pages & my recent brush with misanthropy & theories with how isolation feeds a dark part of one’s soul.