Saying goodbye to winter always triggers depression, even in good times.
These times? They ain't good. But I don't have it in me to be active in the greater world right now, let alone march in the streets.
Doing my end of season socializing but otherwise only talking to family and fictional people for a while.
Thank you to everyone out there protesting while I can't.
Voelen jullie het ook? Een sóórt van winter? Ik hou ervan, maar mijn beperkte lijf gaat er minder lekker op. That's lijf... uh... life 🤣
Dit werk heet Winter Spirit.
#winter #winterspirit #art #trymyart #arttoot
Is overigens nog te koop ⬇️
Today's excerpt:
Etsian was in what many called paradise. It was torture. He didn’t merely loath the island weather, aggressively sunny and oppressively warm, but being surrounded by the type of people who enjoyed those things mired him in violent ideation.
@BrassNuckolls I go outside! But not if it's over 70F or overly sunny. #winterspirit
