Yesterday I felt like I had been in my dryer's high-heat tumble cycle. Today I felt renewed and surprisingly compassionate to myself, my children, my parents, their parents, their parents' parents and all parents in general.
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I knew Loon wanted me to paint her from my recent journey. But in what position? Should I forget realism? Which colors? I can totally flood my spirit with brain nonsense. And you know what the cure is for that? It's to start. To start and muddle through it.
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