Hey, I finished it. I think.
This inky thing started out about burden, then parasites, and ended up being about symbiosis when my sister and I had one of those dust-to-dust talks.
You know, the talk.. The one middle aged people have about how much we’re going to fight the inevitable slide. I’m putting up a big fight now, but feel myself getting tired of it, starting to wonder if I should have more grace and acceptance of the circle of life.