Some days, a powerful feeling takes over from the start, and doesn’t let go until it’s done its work. I experienced that today, and it made me feel a bit like this version of U.S. Grant that I painted years ago. I could take a stab at the cause, as yesterday’s post may spotlight… I am likely emotionally hung over from the event last night. I need to get in bed, as it’s just after ten, and that will ensure a little extra sleep medicine for that which ails me.
Tomorrow’s a new day.