MoodBoredom to Riches*

*Or reality. This is a late and short one because I held my breath for the 19th of Jan, and just kept holding it. I realized this week that's probably what the rest of this year will feel like.

Forgive me for needing to take a beat already so early this year... I was ruminating while Aussies are lining up to get a whiff of Putricia, a flower that smells like a dead corpse today. This is a free post to make up for it.

These past two weeks were strange and sad, and walking by the print section at my local grocery made it worse. Didn’t even notic…