Rainy Daze

You may have noticed that I've been writing a lot recently, using lots of words, expressing feelings, thoughts, ideas, etc. But I'm like, totes getting carpal tunnel from typing all those words, and my shrink was like, "Your brain can't sustain this unhealthy activity. TBH, I would cut back to only typing a real blog post once a month or something. Your followers will survive off of pictures. I once watched a documentary on people who lived off of Pinterest for a month, so it's possible" Or something to that effect. I was too busy ignoring her to save brain space and examining my carpal-tunneled-wrists. So, like, pictures for rainy daze.

 

Sweater porn for daaaze.

Cuddle up in something groovy and have a lovely, (hopefully) rainy weekend, okay?  And don't you worry about me, I'll nurse my addled wits and ailed wrists and be back to writing real stuff...sometime. And by that I mean whenever. But fer now, feast yer eyes on Bob Dylan and Where the Wild Things Are tattoos and the coziest knitwear EVER.

xxx