Well, it's a long story to go around with... but here goes.

Last September, I've been drawing a few requests for the Biceptember event. And just when I'm about to upload them, my internet went off. And... well,... due to my autistic nature, I freaked out about it. And then, I pass out. I felt like I was in a coma. A few days went by, then weeks, and then months. Don't know if I can manage to get out of it, but I did. When I got up, I felt like there's so many things going on, and I often missed them. There’s so many things going around me. I felt like I was wandering around in my mind and in my soul; like there’s a very dense forest going on. As days went by, the forest in my mind feels deeper and deeper, and the deeper I went, the darker the forest is.

Throughout the journey, that got me a lot of thinking. As days turned to weeks, and then to months, what will my friends say about me? My autistic being feels a great level on uncertainty. On a scale of 1 to 10 of uncertainty, I give it a 100. When I feel like there’s something missing, everything around me… goes blank.

I know I’m not the relaxing type of guy, but I thought that maybe relaxing would be helpful. I tried many things that would relax me, but every time I try to, I feel like there’s something that could pierce my 360° circle of relaxation. More times that happen, my relaxation circle gets smaller and smaller. That got me wondering, “Will I ever relax?”

And, above all else, makes me wonder that will I come back after all of this? Well, now I'm back after my journey. I wonder if my friends would still like me? The last thing on my mind is to make anybody worry about all of this. And if anyone does worry about me, I wanted to say "Sorry."

P.S. I still have those Biceptember pics.

I hope I don't miss too many things when lots of things happening, like the COVID pandemic, that war on Ukraine, and inflation.