A while back, I spoke with Latte about expressive artwork. This weekend, I figured I'd try it. Maybe it'd help tucker me out so I could get some sleep. Dunno why I was so restless or thinking about crap so late at night; but my brain just wouldn't shut down.

But this is pretty much what I summed those emotions up as. Doesn't really mean much. I kinda even forgot what I was thinking about at the time. But I figured I'd share a little sketch I did. Seeing as it took me just two minutes, I think this'll go in scraps later.