Artless

"She asks me to kill the spider.

Instead, I get the most

peaceful weapons I can find.

I take a cup and a napkin.

I catch the spider, put it outside

and allow it to walk away.

If I am ever caught in the wrong place

at the wrong time, just being alive

and not bothering anyone,

I hope I am greeted

with the same kind

of mercy."

― Rudy Francisco, Helium

Photo © Javier Rupérez. Jumping spider Macro shot.

Back in the day, I was a big fan of the series “ER”. It is currently being shown on the ABC and while I don’t go out of my way to watch it, every so often, late at night, I stumble across a double episode which I watch.

I’ve probably seen about 8 or 10 shows in the past few months. Back in the day, I loved this series and looked forward to every show, discussing each one at length with my friends and work colleagues the next day.

I don’t remember it being so dark and stressful and depressing! EVERY episode!

So I think I’ll slide past it next time. I don’t need that misery in my life 🫤

Today was a weird kind of day.

I tried to find my mojo in the art room, but even though I sat at the table with a piece of artwork in front of me and placed paint, a brush and my art pens in front of me … my artistic creativity eluded me. I waited for an hour … but … nothing.

I chose, instead, to colour in. It was as arty farty as I could get.

Adoring Husband cooked the most delicious dinner. Honey Soy Sesame Chicken with rice. It was his best effort so far. I’m so glad it was his turn to cook.

It’s now almost midnight.

Nite all.