Frozen
18 January, 2023.
It’s been about nine or ten days since I last sketched anything. Or painted… or read… or even watched television, for the most part. Just as the polar vortex descended upon us, covering our world in snow and ice and temperatures well below zero, Covid reached out and grabbed me. I cannot believe I made it all the way through the pandemic and beyond – what’s that? Four years? All that time without catching this thing, and now, stuck at home, not going anywhere or seeing anyone, somehow I managed to test positive.
And man, what a ride this is! It’s unreal how fatigued this has left me. I’ve barely left my bed for the past three or four days – honestly, I’m having difficulty remembering with any certainty because I’ve been sleeping or napping that entire time.
So, no. No sketching. I haven’t been able to muster the energy to pick up a pen or pencil since last week, and that, even, was pretty briefly (see yesterday’s post.) So here’s a sketch from just before.
OK. Time for another nap.