I slept at 9 in the morning, this morning and I'm awake now. It's 1 in the afternoon. It's my husband's fault. He opens the door, closes the door, opens the light, closes the light and talks to me even though he knows I'm asleep. Needless to say, I finally woke up, scream bloody murder and now I can't sleep. My head is pounding.
Early this morning, I saw a pencil and I started sketching, It has been a while since I drew anything and I just allowed my hand to do whatever it wants to do. And I came up with this
Whoopee. Years of not drawing and I came up with this weird shit. Sigh.
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