It’s nothing new when I talk about my never-ending “to-do” list. It always changes and morphs anew, but it definitely never shrinks. And it behaves like a tide of overwhelm. Not the whole time, of course—hence the ebbing and the flowing. At least, that’s how I remember it when I lived near the ocean.
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Trying to Paint
I’ve been trying to paint a little, but it’s been slightly painful, still! I’m five weeks post-op, and you’d think I’d be able to do a little more, but I’m impatient.
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