Insomnia, my old friend, has come visiting again, so of course I resort to tangling away the night hours. I drag all day, and I’m horribly cranky, but in the deep of night, when the earth is still, there is a strange peace. Huddled on the couch, with a blanket wrapped around me and tangling away, there is a calm that’s not found by day. I’m going to accept that as a gift, and stop fighting the lack of sleep. I suspect I’ll get past the insomnia all the faster for doing that.
In other words–got lemons? Make lemonade. Got marker bleedthru, make bleedthrumanade.
Ingredients: Letraset Promarkers, Rhodia ‘R’ Pad, Pentel Pocket Brush Pen.