I do the yogas for my aches and pains, and also, little cat Ruin is very sick.

welp, what a well-defined butt crack, my goodness. things you don’t notice till you step away from the paper.

reach toward the nearer star I suppose

when in doubt, cat

make of it what you will. there’s light below, and light on top, and an awful lot of dark in between.

Can you tell me that it’s going to be alright?

It already is not alright.

anger is exhausting. take rest.