It’s been the “Day of the Untimely Nap”. Have you ever had one of these? Where you fall asleep at an odd hour and then wake up at an equally odd one? I don’t know about the rest of the world, but it’s not a good feeling at all. I feel sluggish and grumpily shuffle around the house, making snappy remarks at those who dare cross me. No, kind words do not help.
Yes, that is my prolonged excuse for not writing anything substantial. What I do have are a few suspicious works of MS Paint. The parent of a 8 year old would have been proud with the art.
My parents won’t be, because I was not 8 when I drew this. I was 24. (Now I am 25, just saying.)
Of a mountain road I travelled by.
Same mountain road, a little while later.
(Captioning skills are down for maintenance.)
I splotch, therefore I exist.
Now excuse me while I shuffle off grumpily.
(I thought of using “beauty” as a tag but the art lover in me looked at the post and rebelled.)