Tired of living like I need to be this great monumental thing. Reaching for the top that’s imaginary.

“Blessed are the meek: for they shall inherit the earth.”
Matthew 5:5

“Tell me all that struggling was worth something in the end”

I miss you.
I hope everyone is treating you well.
Callin you from home. Hope to see you again in person.

All that climbing just kinda turned into a walk with my hands in my pocket.
I’ll draw whatever I want, try out new things and learn new things. It’s the ole motto I had:

“Hop on board or get out the way”

Or like a drawing is personal to me and has no antics or furry related stuff, I’ll still drop it and not care.

The networking kinda wore me out. I’ve been feeling jaded. Always trying to get others to look at me, trying to get feedback and reach taller heights

And as of late, I’ll make a drawing and say “Screw it, I’ll post this at 11PM. If it flops, it flops”

Sooner or later I’ll get this adult stuff figured out.

So I guess I’ll just keep living my life as usual and not think too much on it. Whether they see me or not, it’s something to not get caught up in.

I try not to let it get to me. I don’t want the whole world to hear me out. Just the ones I look up to. Oh well. I don’t wanna try and fish for it because it would just ruin me. It’s not the life to live either.