you know how sometimes you spend a lot of time drawing something, and when you're finally done you're proud of you work, then a month later you look back at it and think, "wow this is absolutely terrible, i can do way better than this...", and you try at it again, and for some reason it isn't good at all, then for the rest of the day you cant draw anything, so you lie around all day doing nothing, depressed in the fact that you aren't as good as you thought you could have been, and probably eat a box of chicken, then cry, then sleep, wake up, try and listen to calming music, end up eating one of the parrots, and breaking your phone while walking outside to see that the entire day has past and you've wasted it, and when you decide you've had enough you go try to go to sleep, and before you do for some reason you pick up the pencil and paper, and start something that is promising, then stay up until six drawing it, then when you finally pass out and wake back up, you realize that that thing you worked on all night and got fired from work for looks pretty good, then you compare it to your last work of art, and its just as terrible...?


i guessed it was probably just me... :P