Cheers to the new year of activated intuition, imagination, intellect, and predictive spontaneity! Sometimes intuition is staring us directly in the face. Don’t fret. These aren’t the gates of Hell. They’re an exit into a wild world. Be brave, dear adventurer. Your quest awaits. May light guide your way.
Subtle color correction, but otherwise unaltered in any way. A natural Eleven : Eleven tribute that’s been staring at me for two years every time I visit Mom and Dad. It’s funny how things hide in plain sight.