sleepy drawings. hey you.... yeah.. *you* its 3am you know.. shouldnt you be online talking to me? heh. i was going to write you an email.. but this cryptic computer at my moms house isnt helping my sanity.. and getting any mail program to open is sure to put me over the edge. being here messes with my mind.. i havent really lived here in years.. and it still weirds me out. ive been singing the luft ballloons song all day. ive been drawing that portrait all night.. and it actually looks like her.. which is scary.. before i started i thought i was doomed to mess up.. but i think part of my weird brain connected with part of her energy out there somewhere..and somehow it came through in this picture of her innocent smile. *sigh* life is short. i better finish this .. i promised myself id be asleep by 4.. but im betting its closer to 5.. theres stories i want to tell,..and not the time or patience to tell them now. time keeps moving. sleep wants me. |