Last night, while driving towards the Visual Arts Center for the regular ceramics class, an odd thought struck me: I was actively looking forward to the next day. Going to the dog park and seeing dogs/people I like. Painting all day and finishing that bloody Shogun audiobook (40+ disks. The library really needs an alternative check-out period for those behemoths). Seeing the Hillians during the Libby Hill plein air session.
It's been over a year since 'tomorrow' was a thing to look forward to- due to a variety of personal problems. So.. life's improving. And I am happy to be alive.
Finished Squirrels. And other stuff.
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