Fresh start
One of the benefits of having a modicum of artistic skill is that it allows me to express myself on paper when I need to. A picture is worth a thousand words, they say, and it can act as sort of a therapy for me, to place what is going on inside onto a piece of paper on the outside, so that I can look at it with a different perspective. This sketch is for myself and for one other person.
I self-destructed on New Years Eve. A lot of things caught up with me all at once and I detonated. There are no excuses. Reasons are practically meaningless. I hurt a lot of people close to me, up to and including myself. The only thing left is a determination to face what I've done, and institute a drastic change in my life, no matter how painful and scary it may be.
I just got this picture of my best friend Toby and I that was taken on Christmas. I thought it turned out pretty well.
I self-destructed on New Years Eve. A lot of things caught up with me all at once and I detonated. There are no excuses. Reasons are practically meaningless. I hurt a lot of people close to me, up to and including myself. The only thing left is a determination to face what I've done, and institute a drastic change in my life, no matter how painful and scary it may be.
I just got this picture of my best friend Toby and I that was taken on Christmas. I thought it turned out pretty well.