I've been taking some chill time to do a little recovery work. My rat died, and this past year has been overflowing with death, violence, ignorance, and entirely unnecessary drama. I need an outlet, which has now become doing meticulous sketches of objects like so.
Perhaps you wonder why exactly I'm eating a rubber duck? I have no clue! It just seemed like the right thing to do. Well I have really nothing pleasant, exciting, uplifting, humorous, or generally acceptable to talk about. Goodbye.
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