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Forgotten
Depression is imminent. Even his messages don’t make me happy anymore. Hell, it makes me want to give up on him entirely. I need to get happy, stat.
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I need a pill
I cannot tell you how many times I looked at the floor in the office today and wanted to just lie down on it and not get up.
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Remember the bigger picture
Ok, you’re starting to get a little bit obsessive. STOP IT, SHARNZ.
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Thank you.
It’s not so much the idea of exchanging drawings that got me back into the world of illustrations. It’s that you said this: “Drawing is fun. The heart becomes quiet.” I was almost taken aback by how true and forgotten that is.
In my life of endless prose, it would be nice to let the hand go where it wants, rather than where it has to.
