I've developed a knack for collecting lucky cats.

I've been drawing a lot of what I want and not a lot of what other people are waiting for me to do, which isn't really a good thing, and I apologize, because at this point my commissioners have been waiting at least half a year for their stuff. I have a problem with repeatedly forgetting my duties and becoming intimidated by them later.

My life has been a very insane roller coaster lately; somewhere along the line the car flew off the tracks and landed in the middle of a lake, and I've come out soaking wet and cold and very, very sad. I also came out by myself.

I've been listening to a lot of music and I'm surprised at how relevant the stupid love songs I used to hate have become. Don't ever tell yourself that you'll never be someone, because as soon as you do you put yourself on the road to becoming that person. I don't know why yet, but I'm imagining it has to do with everybody's subconscious desire to prove something wrong, even their own convictions.

There is a person I am very deeply and solemnly in love with and the next arts you will see from me are centered around that theme.

If you're a watcher of mine and you've read this the whole way through, thank you. I can never be grateful enough for the strangers who stick around for no reason other than to stick around.

tl;dr: I have a knack for collecting lucky cats.

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