It's The Tools

I am uploading this photo now because my day is very full and will go very late and I would rather post than not post.

This clear glass glass is full of my tools on a desk where the grains of the wood are going in several different directions, not quite standing in the circle of light and casting a long thick shadow away from itself; there are several different pens because no one pen is perfect for every situation, and there is a pencil to use to sketch out the idea with a good separate eraser because I may not get the whole idea out right the very first time; and there is a dark black permanent sharpie for when I am sure it is finished; and there is a tube of lip color just in case I finish early and there is time to hop out for a drink with friends or pop out for a quick lunch (a girl just can't be without a little color you know); and there is a pair of reading glasses because the lasic surgery took away the best near vision and my eyes are getting older and now need a little more help to see the close up details; and there is an exacto knife with a few extra blades just in case the one I am using gets a little dull from too much slicing; and there is a nail file to take of the little bits of rough that happen because the fingers are working overtime and need a little smoothing so they do not catch and snag on something else and ruin it; and there is a lighter just in case fire really is the best option.

Those are my tools.