but the pain kept me home

I was go display at the Indigo arts festival, but pain kept me home. I used it as an excuse to paint for weeks before the event. “I’ve gotta paint today” I lament to my Fiance, ‘please berate me if I don’t paint”. He asked me a month after the event, when was that again? Continue reading but the pain kept me home

I suppose.. ( about my digital footprint)

 I suppose when you get to a certain age, you start realizing you’ve been putting efforts into the wrong things. For whatever reason, this week I read through all of my previous posts. The digital footprints I’ve littered across the internet. I’m too conscious to ever litter in the real world. This kind of litter, Continue reading I suppose.. ( about my digital footprint)