Day 01 → Something you hate about yourself.
Day 02 → Something you love about yourself.
Ok. See? Right there ---------->
No? Really? Shit.
How to make these brush strokes into words?
Day 1 - Obsession: more than just a pervy purfume ad, it is my brian. Whoa, I said Brian, what does that mean? Do I even know a Brian? Never mind. Brain. Yes. See? It itches.
What ABOUT that thing I said at work? Did I offend? Was I misunderstood? Do I care? Am I a bitch for not caring? Dude, who cares? Well, not me obviously. Really? Really. Why is that person interrupting my conversation? Who am I talking to?
Day 2 - Obsession: Just shut up and paint something! Ahh, look at that color. It likes that other one, look, they're dancing. Ooh, make a line there, and here, and whoosh it around up there. Something is scratching at the door. Scritch Scratch, oh look, just a monster hiding in the weeds. Prickly brush, sprouting flowers bearing birds. Calmer, quieter, nestling in my body's center. Whoa, it's been four hours, I love this shit.