i didn't die, so i continued drawing
may 1
slept early for a final
may 2
slept in the morning after an all-nighter doing projects...
may 3
felt kind of terrible. very "still" day
may 4
wanted to just draw something comfy... the day itself wasn't very productive. i can't do all-nighters anymore...
may 5
sometimes there's a sort of poignant feeling you might have.
i wrote a poem
Contemplation
Of faraway lights, sights and futures without
Under solitude, times muted, unsaid now
Reflective pitch black, lacking knowledge of how
We would walk again, when memory goes out