I'm tired. Work was stressful, things were stressful; life just sucks right now, and I need to learn that it's okay to say that life sucks. So, today, I just cheated. Didn't even time; just sketched this as fast as I could. It was more than seven minutes, but less than thirty. I guess I'm satisfied.

After I got off work, I just laid on the cool concrete in front of my apartment, looked up at the stars, and smoked and had a soda. Could've had a beer, but I don't consume alcohol when I feel like this.