disembodied hand.

my friend Monsieur le JP was over for a short time last night, and said that if he saw my hand drawing without the rest of me attached to it, he would be quite convinced that it was a different person.
i like that.
partially 'coz, at Last, i've been able to take a few hours to draw.
and since it is my hand, hopefully the peace will move upwards.
the "moving in" errands are FINALLY dwindling, bit by bit, and after the first two weeks of Hell, (i mean August) i might actually recover a few hours a day to myself again. or to Anything that involves me Not thinking or worrying about Everything except for myself.
sigh.