Holy Hell is This a Real Post?

Where the hell have you been, Emma? What the shit. What the actual hell it's been nothing but instagram for months. Possibly a year or longer.

Well, I can explain that pretty easily. The Depression(TM).

Like, I'm not even kidding. I had a pretty bad mental break in the last few months of 2016 and it's ended up turning into basically a year of me not doing much of anything. Not creating anything, not going anywhere, not doing a n y t h i n g. And I've thought I was coming out of it many times but I wasn't.

I think I might finally be getting out of it a little. I have a couple stories I'm working on, and I've been trying a lot of painting and sketching lately. It seems to be working, at least sort of.

I'll be using this space for more than just my instagrammings soon, I hope. Until then, I leave you with the information that back at the end of August 2017, someone abandoned a cat in front of my gas station while I was on shift. A customer alerted me to her being there and brought her in for me. I started to talk to a friend who works with a rescue about her before keeping her for myself.

Her name is Gul Ducat and she'll be a year old in probably April. She's the best little dumbass in the world. She's the grey kitty you see in my instagram postings here.