Awake at 5 am this morning and out of who knows where, I’m the spider! hit me like a bolt of lightening.
Remember that itsy-bitsy-spider that crawled up the water spout? Then rain. Sun. Another crawling attempt. That is me in my current state.
My noggin remains a ball of instability. Trapping me in a loop of headaches, hospitals, steroids, insomnia, and scans. Barricades making it feel impossible to squeeze in living and enjoying life.
Finding my way up the spout again.
Crafting it up with some whimsical stained glass projects. Finally, cleaning & priming my kiln shelf after its last firing countless weeks ago. I’m creeping along which is far better than not.