I hate long walks on the beach because the seashells poke my feet. My feet are tough, but after hours of walking on those seashells, it gets tedious.
I love writing stories, and I've been writing since I was 10 years old. I've always drawn, but I started taking it a bit more seriously in 2018, because I really needed some visual medium to tell stories in.
I'm looking at my post that says "SOON" and I'm a bit disappointed in myself. But the show must go on, right? I'm not really sure where my focus should be. I've been going through a lot of depressive phases where I find myself questioning what I'm doing. I don't know.
