And she was still screaming...

[sabiz]

Throbbing. My head's been throbbing since a little before I made my last post. And it hasn't stopped, even through an hour or so of fitful sleep. It won't leave me alone...

It won't stop. The screaming or the pain. It just keeps throbbing...

But I feel like I can draw and write. Perhaps. So long as I don't separate the two. They need to go together...

I need a new sketchbook. I don't have money. But I need...eight dollars...

Heave...ho...

...heave...ho...heave...ho...

Remember, Dog. You said you'd explain.