Couldn’t sleep last night. 

Read a little. Drew a little. 

Zoned out for a short while. 

Drew a little. Brewed some coffee.

Read a little.

Sneezed a lot. 

A cold. Oh, no!

Brewed some tea.

Tried to doze.

Runny nose, red eyes.

Restless. 

Tried something new:

Pen and watercolor.

Oops! Lots to learn.

Sneezed a lot.

Brewed more tea…

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[Learning art techniques helps me to try new things with writing. This is neither poem nor prose. It’s just words put together in a way that is different for me. The pen and watercolor is an attempt to try something I read about, something scary to me because erasure is not possible. I love pencil and oil paint, as both are easy to “correct.” Black permanent ink is exactly that–permanent. Just as I try to do when writing, I tried to correct a really faulty line. My attempt didn’t work. All the same, if I ignore the error and its cover-up, I feel good about trying something new and scary that ended up recognizable–barely, but even so… And I can use lack of sleep as an excuse.]

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