Ophelia Transcendent

--I haven't seen the sun in over three weeks because it will not stop raining.
--My ex-husband called to say that he is dating again.
--Some days I am too young to be this old, and the other days I am too old to be this young.
--I have a wonderful house from the 1920's. I love it, but it seems to hate me. If the plaster cracks one more time, so will I.
--It's Sunday in June, 43 degrees outside and raining. Again. I want a refund on my summer.
--I've eaten nothing but toast for two days. I'm too tired to go to the store and none of my food matches. Cereal but no milk, dip but no chips, tater tots but no ketchup, macaroni but no cheese, and everything necessary to make a pot roast except the roast.
--I think I am slowly losing my hearing. I'm worried about getting carpal tunnel. I've had pink eye twice this spring. My job causes me stress so I grind my teeth when I sleep. This causes constant face aches and a dentist who recommends a $350 bite guard.
--Some times my job is okay and some times I drink after work.
--I am the redneck of my neighborhood. I can't cut my grass when it won't stop raining.
--I have a 4 bedroom house all to myself. It seems small when I can't find the room to hook the printer up to the computer, but huge when it comes time to vacuum.
--I'm 28 years old and have no idea what I am supposed to do with my life, now or later. I've spent over two years waiting for an answer and still don't know.
--I'm afraid of being lonely, yet I can only stand people in small, regulated doses.
--I want everything in the world to go my way every time, all the time. Most weeks I have to settle for the grocery store not being out of my favorite kind of cookie.
--I get asked out on dates by a few normal people and a lot of weird, older people. I asked one of the weird older ones why me, and he said that I seemed approchable....you know, nice. He said that I'm not stuck up like other girls, that I can talk to anyone. Hmmm. Sure, I suppose. I'm an equal-opportunity person when it comes to telling people to blow me for Christmas.
--I gave up swearing like that when I quit driving forklift and became a production manager. Instead, I go into the bathroom at work when no one is in there, face the door and repeat, "You are fired. You are all fired" until I feel better. It helps for a minute but my overall stress level is apocalyptic.
--I've done one Bryce in the last six months. My muse is in a coma. But if I am going to have only one Bryce this year, let it be this one. I might be stronger than I know.

Process and Tools:

• Composed and rendered in Bryce 4.
  
• Figure from Poser 4.
  
• Forklift and pail from Ray Dream.
  
• Flowers from Plant Studio.
  
• Post-rendering work done in Paint Shop Pro.