It can always be worse, it can ever so often all the time be so very much worse.
It hurts, and it's relentless; slogging through the days can feel the opposite of the gift that it is.
But don't stuff it, feel it, have it, examine it when possible; try to get out of that space that it's the very worst, because it isn't.
It can always be worse.
Count your goddamn stars.
5.5" X 7.5"
Original painting made on May June 30th, 2022
Ink and graphite on 300 gsm hot press pure cotton watercolor paper