Sunday 5th, Monday 6th and Tuesday 7th.
A magpie tried to get into my room.
It was light when I started drawing and now it’s dark. Time passes so fast, sometimes I forget I’m even drawing its almost like my mind just disappears and goes off on a journey and then my mind thinks of everything, things that I wont ever find the answer to and things that may be considered pointless and I imagine things and dream and create stories and worlds..all sorts… then something like the doorbell going off brings me back to reality…deadlines, assessments and so on. It’s so strange.