Pointless Meandering

Last week I had so much crap in my studio that I couldn’t even walk the 10 ft from front to back without a breakdance move.  After I stumbled into a rasp and got a two inch gash on my left moob, I decided it was high time to clean up.  5 or so hours and twenty pounds of rock chips and dust later, it was clean enough to walk around in.

Now I’m afraid to do any work in there ‘cuz it’s so clean.