The holidays, ermirite?
I’ve been digging through our basement and purging–I mean, PURGING–like my life depends on it. It feels great and also meh, but it kills the time so whatever.
I found a bunch of my old artwork. I forgot how much I loved to draw. I was once a ninja with those graphites and charcoals. Back in the day…
I don’t know. Maybe I’ve got a few of those days left in me yet.