King of Snake
For the past six weeks I have been living in the worst sock puppet performance the simulation has ever generated.
I have endured the harsh winter deprived of most of the few joys the season brings. No chopping up massive pumpkins. No driving to locations for low-UV hiking. No warm showers. No bike rides. Instead I've had this, the egg.
For six weeks I've been brooding. And keeping my arm dry, and warm, and nourished.
And after all of that brooding today it finally hatched!