A comic from last year - it was a really rough time for mental health, a bizarre contrast to being in the sunny paradise of San Miguel de Allende.
Charles and I started taking little evening walks to try and shake it out - on the way we would pass through a park which was probably really nice 15 years ago but has since fallen into disrepair. (Note to self: check for black widows)
Views from evening walk, proof that crap-brain is immune even to good scenery
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