
I’m very tired this morning — ME tired.
I dragged myself through my morning drawing out of a sense of obligation. To who, I wonder? Me at the beginning of the month, when I decided to draw myself every day for a month? Me today? Future-me?
Now that it’s finished, I’m not sure if I’m glad I made it or not. I wonder if future-me will be pleased it’s here, or think I was foolish for pushing through…









