Fourth day of spring, 57 years after the fall.
It is techni..
🕑 Added 2022-03-27 01:03:57 +0000 UTC
Fourth day of spring, 57 years after the fall.
It is technically a rest day, but there's no rest for the garden drone... as I've come to think of myself. Most of the others had made the trek to a nearby meeting hall, leaving me alone within our dwelling.
I spent some time looking at myself without my latex encasement and realized that I don't really identify with the face under the mask anymore. The mask *is* my face.
With no one around, I took several pictures... I have to admit, I got a little excited.