The reason why I've been so down lately is because my dad is currently in hospice. I'm doing my best to keep up with art, but with all the sadness it's been hard to cope. We visit him as often as we can.

Extra/ tw depressing topic: A little tidbit about him; he was born in 1925. Yes, that old. ^^ He had kids when he was in this 60s and 70s. He was in WWII, vietnam, and korean war. The reason he joined was because of poverty. He built, taught, and flew planes and did his best despite the overwhelming racism in his time. His own teammates would attack him a lot. He wasn't young when I was born, but he had a lot of good stories to tell. I can't talk about the topic w/o crying so that's all for now. He's 96. Even if he's that old, it's hard to watch him go like this.