So It's almost two in the morning. I have an interview (hopefully) in about eight hours and I meant to go to sleep at about ten-ish. Didn't quite work out.
I've been sitting here at my desk, sketching furiously, pausing only to find new source material and check my work, in an almost feverish haze of production. Is any of it any good? No, but it makes me happy to be drawing again.
I've had the song 'Strawberry Weed' by Caesars on repeat for hours now. It makes me think of you, but not like I did before. I meant it when I said I'd finally let you go, but part of letting go is seeing all of the good and the bad in you, and I must say I liked what I saw.
Anyway, I think I'll take this opportunity to finally hit the sack, Goodnight all.
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