Nothing has went according to plan this last week or week and a half. Most of it seems absolutely absurd but it feels so good.
I would expand but I have work that needs done. I'm sure it'll all come tumbling out whether in words or art eventually.
I'm just glad that the rain is back. Winter winds in Portland are so intense. I laid awake for hours last night just listening to them howl by the houses and assist wind chimes in frantic chorus.
Life is what you make it; make it awesome.
