Killing the Lazybug

I left work early today, got home by 7.30, and painted until about an hour ago.

It’s the first I’ve painted since January One, Zonk. One painting on the first day of the year and absolutely nothing ever since. But I’ve been busy and I’ve been lazy and we all know how I get useless at times.

I’m sleepy now. And satisfied. Maybe I’ll manage to finish this before the weekend is out.

Goodnight goodnight don’t let the lazybug bite.



Author: Kirtana K

I paint and make music and blog like a maniac. These days I try to run. But I have chicken legs and lungs the size of two-rupee balloons. I fail. I like pajamas and striped socks and books that read like song and songs that sound like poetry and strangers who read this page. And Maggi when I'm sick or cold or sad or celebrating. They'll find noodles in my veins if ever they cut me open. And potatoes. And maybe a tiny bit of whiskey. I'll be an Unidentified Living Object and they'll put my insides on display. It will be crazy. It will be awesome. It will.

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