I love you guys.
I’m not doing okay.
I want to post more art. I am afraid I’m gonna get my art style monstered by AI.
For the record, she was a Lutheran.
I remember my Oma telling me about the Eastern European prisoners leaving concentration camps with barely any meat on their bones. My Oma tried giving them sandwiches she made and her Mom got really angry with her because she didn’t want our family to get caught aiding them.
Geen idee.
Me and my Dad are breeding Jaap Groot tulips which I started planting when I was 15 and I’m going to put them in my vase.
Well..
Not my best.
It’s called a Shu shu gah.
I’m satisfied.
I’m home again on a heart monitor. I am not allowed to drive for 6 months.
Tofu, pancakes, potatoes
I finally am allowed to eat.
I will be in the ICU trauma unit over night. I have a low blood pressure. I’ve been having convulsions in my arms and legs.
I blacked out while driving to the gas station and I woke up to two men knocking on my car window. I had driven into two trees and I got out of my car and threw up. The ambulance drove me to the hospital where I’ve been staying.
Nikolai Yaroshenko, Mount Elbrus Covered by Clouds, 1894