For the first time in well over... you know, I don't want to think how long it has been... I ran around outside with no shoes on my feet. Bliss! I'm sure I'm scaring the ladies who share this building with us... what with my spray painting the lawn three shades of not green... the literal cloud of faux fur that is now scattered across said lawn and now my wandering around outside with no shoes sculpting an imp. At least I'm harmless, right? Just wait until I start decoration the outside of this apartment! -At least I live in Vermont now... a place where no one seems to notice the slightly irregular or the outright odd.
And so life has gotten just a bit more sunny and pleasant. My imps are growing in number and I'm but a few chapters away from the last piece of my first finished story! I think - maybe a little - I'm starting to relax. I've been so worried for so long about how I could 'make this work' - but it's what I must do and so I will do it. I wouldn't be able attempt any of this without the help of my loving friends and family and will -not- fail you.
Granted - success is total whimsy and a world overrun with strangely cute things... but each to their own, eh?