^{[I originally posted this entry as early access for my Patreon patrons on 8 September 2021].}

Sometimes everything feels too much.

I feel too much.

I feel too much.

I feel too much.

Today my shoulders have been aching from stress and tension, and the past week I've had two flare-ups of vasculitis. I'm nursing my wounds. Physical, emotional and mental.

I've been kept busy and distracted by client work today.

A long call with a friend and a very brief call with my Mum and Dad in the wee hours of the morning helped somewhat last night.

Tonight I've reverted back to my hermit life. Editing photos in the dark, listening to music, with the rain outside punctuating the pauses.

My sanctuary. My sanity. My safe space.