Small creature sitting under a mushroom, wet and cold

That’s pretty much how I feel right now. It seems life keeps throwing one curve ball after another — apocalyptic snow, weeks of cleaning brush, sick kids, Thanksgiving. And now I have the horrible cold that is making the rounds. Just want to curl up with hot tea and nap.

I haven’t drawn or edited or written in over a month.

And I’m feeling whiney. And grouchy.

And the sky is gray.

And it is raining.

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