Fatigued.

After brazenly writing that only innocuous things take me down, I knocked on wood obviously, but I got to thinking. What the heck was I thinking?  That is like inviting danger to sit and eat lunch with you and make further plans. The very next day my favorite work shorts ripped and with great regret I decided that my fatigues were finally fatigued. Again! what was I thinking?  The very next next day while making boring repetitive cuts with my chop saw my mind wandered and I nicked the top of my finger.  Luckily, wait what am I talking about, luck has nothing to do with it. Good old superstition is what I need to run back to flailing if necessary.  Up to the studio I went like a bat out of you know where and sewed those shorts back together. PHEW…..IMG_3636

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