I don’t particularly mind that the school work is completely destroying me in a metaphysical sense.
Because the truth is that it really isn’t destroying me.
Just sapping most of my mental and physical energy.
That is not a bad thing.
But I am thankful for a few moments where I can break away and exercise my creative brain for some school work.
This is a Mokugyo, a piece that we have had in our house for ten years now, in six different homes in three different countries. I had never given it too much thought, other than the memories that it brought forth.