Better Digs
Administration let me move from the room I was sharing to a private room. In the old digs, I had become chronically exhausted and I was unable to sleep because of the constant noise of televisions or hallway activities. There was no room for me to expand, to paint. Ventilation was poor. And this is what I could see outside my window.
So, in the middle of August I got the room I have now, with space for me to hang artwork and photos, stow my art materials, and actually decorate a little. It was a magnificent gift, and I am extremely grateful.

After more than two years in close quarters with nothing but other walls to look at, I was ecstatic at being able to see grass and big trees, almost like having a little private park between me and the parking lot. I have a long view, traffic, people, and even rabbits.
And, after catching up on sleep, I was able to start an inventory of my painting supplies, but that's a whole nother story. Here in my own room with a view, I can close my door to block out the hubbub, and have privacy -- at least, as much privacy as you can get in an institutional setting like this.
Hello!! I've sent you a facebook message, but you may have to search around for it in your 'others' folder, as we are not FB 'Friends'. Thank you!
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