Challenge

I got it in my head this morning that I'm setting aside any time before 9am, on my early days, for art-ing. Here's today's less-than-an-hour project. 'Might be a good pre-season resolution…

My Dear Good Sport gave us the challenge of not communicating for 36 hours; I almost texted "Uncle" at 24. On my end of things, it didn't change the amount of time I spent thinking of him and it has made the "heart grow fonder". I'm just not so keen on any type of "diet".

And…time is ticking down to my REAL challenge and that's having my goddamn mother-fucking colonoscopy. Fuck.

Out of time…already a little past 9.