take it to the curb.

Ink drawing by me. Based on some of Howard Pyle’s work, text from the poem Wooden Heart by Listener.

via here

I’ve been working tirelessly in my workshop…taking content to the curb [figuratively, that is, since we don’t have roadside trash pick-up]. Distributing/recycling and some disposing… still purging… not only physically, but emotionally as well!

I think the ‘purging’ should [perhaps, must] begin within. So, BEGIN there, and remove all doubt! You can do it too!

Perhaps in another week (or two), I’ll share where I’m headed. Perhaps I’ll have a better idea myself! (hahaha)