There is bliss to be had in everyday, but apparently occasionally some shit must get kicked up so that bliss remains... well, blissful. If there is never a change of season, things get boring.
Today I got the shit and the bliss.
The day surrounding my morning of less than desirable activities with officials had lots of wonderful: a friend that provided morale, a friend that provided eggs, a friend that provides inspiration for my art, a friend that provided appreciation for my art, a friend that returned to me, a friend that rode with me, a friend that I desire, and a friend that I learned from.
All in all, bliss kicked shits ass.
Tuesday, March 30: Sharpie on card stock. 9"x12"
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