February 18th, 2025

I spent the entire day in bed.

My class was cancelled. There’s something strange about the way the world just stops, like it’s holding its breath.

I thought about writing here. I guess I’m bored. But I don’t know how to build a community. Maybe it’s not meant to be.

When my worker comes on Wednesday, I’ll finally get the new drawing tablet. But I can’t shake the feeling that when it arrives, I’ll be too distracted… or too lost in whatever is coming next. Time moves differently when you stop paying attention.

But I suppose it doesn’t matter. These entries aren’t for anyone but me. They’re just for me… just therapy. That’s why I started this blog, after all.

At least, that’s what I keep telling myself.

Written: 5:30pm