Snakes, why'd it have to be snakes? Reared up angry and ready to pounce, coming any second. I know what you're thinking, but that's what I'd expect from a serious adult like yourself. Devoid of imagination, I can do without that worry, rather be jumping at shadows in the dark. I'm never sure of my sanity, so let's go with this. I've got a family history of mental issues, so let's say that I lose my mind some day. The worse you could do is to go around thinking you can't be crazy. So what if you are? Maybe nothing will save you, maybe you'll never recover, so might as well love it and tell the truth about it. I've been depressed enough to lay in bed all day and stare at the walls, and anxious enough that I was bouncing off them. I'm just feeling lucky to keep going at the pace I've been, making the most of living. I'll survive in the end.
August 21, 2019
Beaconsfield, Nova Scotia
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