Yes, it’s a little ambiguous. On the job front the renewal is working out, positive if a little tedious at times, but the meat platform supporting my life isn’t performing as well as hoped.

The antihistamines have cut the hayfever lethargy, and peace has been declared now a four year old has laid her constipated egg, so now I just have to hold my nerve till the next cystoscopy in four weeks.

I’ve drawn a lot of botanical metaphors of renewal, peeling back layers to reveal new growth or the seeds to spawn it. There were also a lot of green skinned metaphors of death, with a short goat-legged-and-horned sidekick sneaking in to offer a toke.

This then is the husk.


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