It is a harsh thing, when a stoic person finally crashes…
It is a harsh thing, when a stoic person finally crashes…
As I am nursing a broken heart, along with an unfamiliar feeling of freedom, I’m absolutely losing my shit, in the ol’ noggin, right about now.
That being said…I’m working on something…big.
Like, “life-size” big.
Well…I’m taking a break, driving to Fresno tomorrow to visit some of my Brothers & go swimming, but when I get back, I’ll be finishing the rough outline, and hanging ’em on the wall cuz that’s the only place I’ll be able to work on ’em.
Anywho…no pics cuz there’s nothing to see here…just me…crying about how the Love Of My Life is…Unavailable…