192. Recovery
For the first time in a long time, years maybe, I feel like I’m really recuperating. I’m a little lonely because I’m basically in the depths of nowhere, but I do see friends sometimes and my cat is here and my stuff is in my house and I can go for walks on the beach and watch little boats sail by and do beach-science. It’s very slow going, and I feel like I’ve only made tiny steps, but it’s more than I’ve ever been able to do.
The dreambubble features some of my colouring in a book bought for me by a dear friend. My dreams, like my colouring, are in progress.
Edit:Β Someone’s asked for the original background photo for desktop wallpaper purposes, so here it is. Consider it public domain; I like it when people link back to me so if anyone uses it and wants to credit me just send people back to this URL.
I’m so happy for you!
You’ve been on my mind while you were away. I didn’t want to pry, but I’m so glad that you’re doing better.
Thank you. π
I have that book! I daren’t start colouring it in case I make a mistake. It’s a book, you don’t alter books, my upbringing keeps telling me! I’m not accurate enough for me to be a perfectionist!
Ooooo start colouring! Work from the back, because then as you get better and closer to the front, all the best stuff will be in the first few pages. π Also inaccuracy can be part of your awesome style. Go out of the lines *on purpose*, mwahahah! Okay I’ll shush now. π