It's been a rough year. Half a year anyway. Well, it's been a rough whole year for the entire world now that I think about it, but let's not go there. The attempt to save my cat from lymphoma was a no-go, but he's still with us thanks to medication that's given him several more good months. Every day is a blessing. Every tomorrow an unknown. It's messed me up quite a bit. Don't want to go into any other family business right now, but it's not helped. Of course, I've always been messed up, but it feels like I just get worse. Getting ADHD diagnosed wasn't the life-turning event I had hoped. Knowing what's wrong with me is helping a lot less than I though. I'm not sure it's helping at all, actually. I lost faith in the future for a while at the end of summer. Tried doing something completely different, left the online sphere, disappeared into the realm of saws and boards and screws for some months. Then attempted coming back and wrecked my hands in the process. Old buddy old pal anxiety came back a-knocking, of course. Can't have a winter without a demon sitting on your back. That's where I'm at right now. No new art forthcoming while my body and mind are a bloody mess. I'll try to go through some old unfinished stuff I never shared here before, to give you something to look at in the meantime. Nothing from the project that ate up most of my spring, I'm afraid. It's stuck in some kind of limbo and I can't show you anything yet. Something something Winter Solstice, something something New Year.