I wish I had anyone who understood me. I'm so fucking sick of trying. I am a little addicted to the idea of the temporary chaos my absence world cause.
Maybe the best we can hope for is to annoy the highest number of people.

Just drawing with my kid. Feels like I approach things differently now. Obviously I'm not claiming this anything more than the most amateur of amateur but it's fun. All colours, all the time

Seemingly impossible to find people on my wavelength. Having recently "beat" depression doesn't stop loneliness and the feeling that is a personal failing.