Art. I found some cheap acrylic glitter paint I bought a while back and I’ve been making sparkly erotic paintings. Some mixed media with mutilated copies of mass market christian books, random wooden trays. I have a bunch of leftover scraps of t-shirt from making yarn and other fabric remnants, so I make quilts.
If the fascists get me, some stranger will have to clean out an apartment full of a ton of sparkly colorful paintings of penises with random passages from the Left Behind series modpodged on.
It makes life worth living.