Parents are sick,finances are dropping, my engagement is off, and yet I’m still smiling. I don’t want to smile right now. Faith in my Art and self seems to be breaking down, and I can feel melancholia setting in… lottery tickets In my pocket, maybe I can scrath off to a new beginning… The paint brush is down… PFM.
Thanks for flying with wordpress…. and falling for my thoughts and thier progression.
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