Prana Machine

Winter (8)

Added 2022-12-02 02:51:22 +0000 UTC

The transition to winter and the cold and lack of sun it brings always get me bad. Then add the holidaze and the daylight savings BS and you’ve got, as my friend likes to say, “a very sad soup going.”

I often combat these depressive states with creativity and schemes. Before I broke my entire fucking spine, I would spend each winter planning my trips to warmer climates for the season. This year marks 5 whole entire years of being unable to lean on that. On the ability to “fuck right off” and get on a plane, and then to get off of it someplace entirely new and exciting. I’ve learned more from my travels than I’ve ever learned anywhere else, including while obtaining this very expensive college degree I have yet to use.

I’m better. I think. But still bad. But I’m going crazy. My mind isn’t staying well in this slow abyss that is post(and still)-pandemic US. I’ve learned so much. I’ve been a patient student of this life sitting with this pain and discomfort in my body. But I am beginning to squirm. So I’ve taken upon myself to scheme. To make some promises to myself that may turn out to be a suffer fest for the ego only to remind myself what I still have. This time next year I’m heading south. Probably somewhere accessible yet warm, like Central America. I was hoping for a more sustainable income via patreon and the likes to make this more accessible, but COVID has been difficult for all and non-necessities like supporting art is usually the first to go. I’m still so proud and grateful for this platform and this community and it still puts food and IPA in my belly. So thank you.

So we’ll see if I can keep this promise to myself. Probably will even if I break in half. If it literally hurts to put on pants or sit on a toilet in the US, why the fuck not go do those things in pretty and inspiring places? Fuck this time-out. I’m ready to go.

Here is a collection of winter transitional images I made this year and last. More real sets soon.