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Yesterday was a challenge. I slept fitfully. I don’t know why. Too much tea? My head was a fog when I woke and throughout the day. I kept dropping things. And hurting myself. I bit my tongue and my upper lip. I was tired. Too tired. Nothing worked. I was ragged. I made a drawing and began the process of teasing out my question but that was it. It. Enough but not really enough. Some days are like that, I suppose.

By Ellen Bell

Artist and writer currently living in Aberystwyth.