But that'll change soon. For now, the energy needs to go somewhere. Which probably explains my sudden turn to all things crafty. If I knew how to sew, there'd be big trouble right about now. As in: "Nesting Ground beach cover-ups for everyone!" Fortunately for those around me, my craftiness is far less agressive than that. Here, for example, is a paper wallet I made to house my niece's extremely belated high school graduation present. It has two—not just one, but two!—compartments inside:
Okay, yeah, I know.
Not that exciting.
I should maybe stick to the writing.