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I know I never really talk about my artwork, normally just a quick splash of words and I am done. But not this time.
Today I woke up with a strong feeling in my gut that today might be the last day, the only day I would have for myself. Felt like shaky ground, that the world would fall out from under my feet at any moment, I had to be ready, for the best, or for the worst. My mind was whurring with all the thoughts of maybe, could be, would be might be...
I sat at the bbq joint where I tend to loiter, coffee getting cold, not touching my pulled pork sandwich, just staring at it. Picking it up, putting it back down, staring at it some more,could not eat, my mind was just to busy.
Ended up bringing it back home, sticking it in the fridge.
As I started to doodle, the waiter kept asking if I was ok, I told him yes, I am just not here right now. After a while he just kept bringing me coffee I think I downed about 2 pots of coffee, chain smoked my cigs and stared at my sandwich.
All of this while sketching and inking this picture.
I never got an answer for my thinking, still waiting, still wondering, still pondering.
Sorry if this sounds odd, but it is what happened today.
*heats up sandwich, eats it*
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Just to let everyone know, I am ok.
My pondering s were of having to move back in with my father and take care of him again, thinking about this led to a day and a half of not eating anything, which is a bad habit of mine. And tends to make me half crazy.
But as unok as this statement sounds, I really am ok.
Today I woke up with a strong feeling in my gut that today might be the last day, the only day I would have for myself. Felt like shaky ground, that the world would fall out from under my feet at any moment, I had to be ready, for the best, or for the worst. My mind was whurring with all the thoughts of maybe, could be, would be might be...
I sat at the bbq joint where I tend to loiter, coffee getting cold, not touching my pulled pork sandwich, just staring at it. Picking it up, putting it back down, staring at it some more,could not eat, my mind was just to busy.
Ended up bringing it back home, sticking it in the fridge.
As I started to doodle, the waiter kept asking if I was ok, I told him yes, I am just not here right now. After a while he just kept bringing me coffee I think I downed about 2 pots of coffee, chain smoked my cigs and stared at my sandwich.
All of this while sketching and inking this picture.
I never got an answer for my thinking, still waiting, still wondering, still pondering.
Sorry if this sounds odd, but it is what happened today.
*heats up sandwich, eats it*
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Just to let everyone know, I am ok.
My pondering s were of having to move back in with my father and take care of him again, thinking about this led to a day and a half of not eating anything, which is a bad habit of mine. And tends to make me half crazy.
But as unok as this statement sounds, I really am ok.
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fantasy
Species Bovine (Other)
Size 1164 x 1280px
File Size 427.7 kB
it'd be nice to see you again... i'm there most days, so i'll just have to see if i can catch you sometime. keep safe and well, okay? i know for a fact that mom and the sister would love to see you and catch up, so you might wanna' call here sometime. maybe we can set up plans to hang out at the house.
Hey Sheepie, we can, y'know, stop being in sync sometime soon or I think I know a boyband who will sue us for their name back, heh. Seriously though that sounds a lot like my day today, except I hadn't left my apartment and had no pretty art to doodle.
But as much sighing and staring into coffee cups as the melancholy of hard life decisions wears us down as there is today know that soon there will be better times. If you need to talk I know I'm little more than a stranger who makes nice comments on your art sometimes but if you ever need to talk or even just ramble to someone if you don't want a trouble-solving reply then I'm around. You can note me any time you like and I'll listen.
*clinks your coffee cup with hers* to better days. :3
But as much sighing and staring into coffee cups as the melancholy of hard life decisions wears us down as there is today know that soon there will be better times. If you need to talk I know I'm little more than a stranger who makes nice comments on your art sometimes but if you ever need to talk or even just ramble to someone if you don't want a trouble-solving reply then I'm around. You can note me any time you like and I'll listen.
*clinks your coffee cup with hers* to better days. :3
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/8220407/
would if I could afford the materials...till then, fake all the way.
would if I could afford the materials...till then, fake all the way.
Hey buck up butter cup! Your strong, talented, and some one I look up to in many aspects in my life. You gave the strength I needed in my time of desperate need. When I had given up on my self, you who hardly knew me picked me off my ass and wiped the dirt off my face and showed me light i had long forgotten. You going back to tend to your father isn't going to hinder your life as much as think.
There are only 2 things you can fully count on life. Your self and that things change weather it be for the best or worst. Don't think of this as your attending to you father because you have you. Think of it as time of bonding and share with him. If you can show a near stranger as much compassion as you had me, well I'd consider father a very lucky man to have you to look after him.
There are only 2 things you can fully count on life. Your self and that things change weather it be for the best or worst. Don't think of this as your attending to you father because you have you. Think of it as time of bonding and share with him. If you can show a near stranger as much compassion as you had me, well I'd consider father a very lucky man to have you to look after him.
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