I have been wounded today, by a box. Stupid boxes, stupidly being everywhere and needing to be opened and taped shut and broken down and built. GAHHHHHH!!! The monsters! One of those cardboard demons attacked me early this morning, and I’m hopping I don’t succumb to a flesh eating virus.
Okay, so, I’m being a bit dramatic, but seriously, people have gotten flesh eating virus from things like paper cuts yeah??? Pretty sure I read it somewhere. Or, maybe, it’s another myth my brother told me when I was little, like the gremlins living in the toilet are going to steal me away if I go use the bathroom at night… I don’t know the truth of things anymore.
Here’s another quick scribble of my paper cut feelings. So, yeah, till tomorrowish!