Little Black Dot

i swear, by reading week, anyone who bothers to watch me traipsing around outside in my moccasins and my yoga pants at one in the morning will surely come to know me only as
the free box woman.
it just keeps appearing. all this stuff i need to get rid of.
it's keeping me awake at night.
also, my fridge has been defrosting for eight hours already and the freezer is still a solid block of ice.
i have so much art to make, too.
so much stuff to get rid of, so much art to make.
the ocean collage is exiting its conceptual phase. i probably won't get to make it until reading week but holy tuna
is reading week going to be something or what.
ps. the first cherry blossoms are here.