I don't know what time it is, but I'm sure it's time for lunch. Go make something and eat it with crackers. 

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I can't talk about this with you yet, but go tell someone who won't understand all the things we would say to each other if we were walking out of this together. We should let ourselves make less sense.

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And when you're ready to tear this up and make something new, here is my advice: go digging. This is not a metaphorical suggestion. I am recommending overalls and a shovel. Or your hands if you need to feel something.

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If you have nowhere to dig, you may also make list of everything around you that will outlive you.

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And as always, if you're able and interested in supporting me as I continue my artistic practice, I am accepting sponsors on Patreon. 

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We're gonna be okay, 

Jaquie

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