She interrupted me.

“Hold on…”

She reached her hands out and placed them on the sides of my head, resting tenderly below my jaw line.
She was silent for a moment, a look of happy concentration on her face. Her dark eyes squinted ever so slightly, looking deeply into mine.
The first time this happened, she asked me if I’ve ever been with someone and just suddenly forgotten who they are. She said she knew who I was and what we were, but suddenly had a hard time recognizing me mid conversation. She was so banal about it, she thought this was something that happened to everyone.
So we lay there, her smiling at me, looking deep into my eyes, trying to find me again. Complete silence.
“Okay, I’ve got you. Go ahead.”

She interrupted me.

“Hold on…”

She reached her hands out and placed them on the sides of my head, resting tenderly below my jaw line.

She was silent for a moment, a look of happy concentration on her face. Her dark eyes squinted ever so slightly, looking deeply into mine.

The first time this happened, she asked me if I’ve ever been with someone and just suddenly forgotten who they are. She said she knew who I was and what we were, but suddenly had a hard time recognizing me mid conversation. She was so banal about it, she thought this was something that happened to everyone.

So we lay there, her smiling at me, looking deep into my eyes, trying to find me again. Complete silence.

“Okay, I’ve got you. Go ahead.”

When I start to think and talk about art, I inevitably go too far down the rabbit hole. When I reach a certain point, all I want to do is sell off all of my equipment and never make art, ever again.
Then I have to ask myself, was I really ever making art in the first place?

When I start to think and talk about art, I inevitably go too far down the rabbit hole. When I reach a certain point, all I want to do is sell off all of my equipment and never make art, ever again.

Then I have to ask myself, was I really ever making art in the first place?

Deadly Nightshade

Deadly Nightshade

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Anonymous asked: do u always ignore your messages on facebook?

I try not to ignore any messages anywhere, dear Anon. I apologize if I have done so with you, but maybe confront me about it on actual Facebook instead of on here where I have no idea of knowing who you are? As soon as I got this, I checked my inbox to see who I’ve possibly been ignoring, but I honestly am not sure who you are.