… Happy new year. Whatever. I’m at my treehouse it’s 9:52 in the morning I went to bed last night around 8pm. Feeling tired from the Covid exposure. Hiding out. It’s January 1, 2022 I am sitting in my treehouse watching night gallery on the television station, thinking about art projects for this year and our projects from last year to finish. Looking forward to finishing the piece about my mom. Look forward to exploring the peace in East rock.Wishing I could ride more…
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