the thing about being an anti-social (in a good way) crazy (in a good way) person with (selective) agoraphobia, is that you don’t get out much, or see people, or speak to anyone (via actual voice-technology) for days at a time.
all of my favourite people live inside the internet.
some i’ve known for decades (since way before the internet even) but some special ones, with their own varying amounts of mentals, i’ve “met” recently-ish via the internet where we are all Top Businesswomen.
imagine then, the excitement when we all climb out of the internet and get together IN REAL LIFE!
don’t we all look so very Normal? gathered round my plastering table enjoying our cheese & pineapple on sticks?
after months of DIY(woes), a glorious day like that ^ has left me feeling very relaxed. :)
so relaxed, that i thought i’d take this week off from painting and woodfillering, and catch up on some other, easier & slower-paced tasks instead…
but then i remembered this:
and my brain did this: