Another Tiring Day Tinged With Frustration
My arms were aching.
My body was fatigued.
But I went down anyway.
I practised the craft. It had to be done.
It was frustrating though, on the mind, for others kept invading my space.
Ugh. I have no idea why people don't have a sense of space as they simply invade yours.
And... sorry not sorry, but one of my friends stunk to high heavens. The body odor, sweat and dirty T-shirt were all very, very real.
Nonetheless, I squeezed out this video. Hope you like it.
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Consistency. Practice. Working on your craft. ALWAYS that wins, in the end. Nice job. Probably you should give your friend laundry tips and some soap. Cos that's what real friends do. :) Nice post.
Great job my friend! Y try haha