Thoughts on learning to draw

I drew a chair "It's not very good" came a voice from the past, picking up a paintbrush to correct chunky tree branches. To make the painting better and not mine. I am seven and painting is something other people are good at. I am good at this and you are good at that, but…

Melting into resistance

Ice cold water, creeping higher up my waist as I wade in deeper. Every inch of this body shouting 'NO'. What the F___? Skin dimpled with the cold. Toes warming with loss of sensation. I'm not in the water though, even imagining it makes me squirm, shiver. At the same time envy, admiration, for those…