
Enough with the crabbiness, thought I'd share some art. This is from an exhibit called Wings, in celebration of National Bird Feeding Month. The artist is Steve Nowatzki.

Some mornings I wake up from this dream about a friend I haven't seen in 20-odd years, and my chest feels hollowed out with longing for him, for that connection. It feels deliciously right and disappointingly sad at the same time. It's a mystery.
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