This day has been quiet, it snowed overnight and most of the morning, maybe five inches. I woke up too early, around 3:15. I spent the morning processing things, reading over the therapist’s notes, remembering the images, like the painting above. I made a big pot of soup, and then sat down to paint. I didn’t feel great this morning, it felt like a…
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