sometimes i wonder why i chose a druid in d&d then realize i wear hippie thrifted clothes and walk around work with bees crawling around on my hand because i want to make sure they make it outside
this was today’s bee and i named her lady.
so i’ve been informed i’ve actually charmed a hornet.
that feel when you roll a crit fail in perception but a nat 20 in animal handling
I’d been kicking this idea around for a while and trying to think about how to articulate it. Pretty happy with how it eventually turned out!
Sometimes I think about my reasons for getting tattoos (just for myself, not because they need justification). Adding onto this painting metaphore, I think getting ink is a way for me to put down portable roots. I move a lot and will be doing it again soon, and until I can actually settle down and paint some walls I’ll take visual control of something more accessible, namely myself.