Mixed Bag

I’m not perfect. Just thought I’d clear that up. I had been SO fired up about all my newfound energy, my new outlook on life. Of course that is wonderful, and I hope it continues, but I did have a bit of a blowout this weekend. I felt a crash coming on, especially because I indulged in a ton of sugary foods. Like an induced coma. I know, really, really bad bad.

At least I know what I’ve done, I need to own it . Once I sleep off the stupor, I will feel much better! In the meantime, here is a little drawing:

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Published by ST Martin

I am an Artist, Poet and Author. I am so much more than this: I feel like a tiny seed that sprouted in a desert, and now has grown into a Passion Vine. My Art is my Voice, Screaming, Crying, Praying, Loving, Laughing, Healing- all in Riotous Color...

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