Uphill. Both ways.

abstract painting of a landscape

Sunday, January 29, 2023

I knew it.

From the moment I woke up, I just knew. I had a feeling in the pit of my stomach. It was going to be a rough day. Not for me, really, but for my team. The Niners. When Fred Warner went down on one of the first plays, I just knew that I was right. Then Purdy got hurt and it all went to Hell. I couldn’t watch. I sat down and started painting while listening to the TV and the boyfriend’s reactions.

Well… there’s always 2024.

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