Fresh flowers
Been in a wee bit of a funk of late—worrying about friends both real and virtual, family, work and whatnot.
Bored or overwhelmed with the internet, the television, the current crop of movies in theaters that don’t seem to be much of an escape.
The unsettling political climate.
Uncertainty.
Pervasive struggle.
Nothing unusual, really. I’ll get past this.
A good start was buying some flowers on Sunday. Another good step was to begin the process of moving stuff from the studio that’s been sitting around to proper storage. Throwing out boxes I really don’t need. Dusting the tops of tall things. Making food. Eating it.