I forgot that it is Monday night and was about to shut down the PC... when I realized. And thsu you get to see a picture i did not put my usual 1-2 hours after-scan-treatment in. Luckily, my wish to tell this story is stronger at the moment than my urge to have each mistake erased or else this page would go up tomorrow. I listened to Oryx and Crate by Margaret Atwood while inking this. Snowman, oh snowman... And its incredibly ironic to finally listen to this book during a pandemic. I did not know anything about the book beforehand. only that it is dystopian. So, some feel good word smithery for happy little trees.