Apr
16
Had an idea for a drawing the other day. Now all I need is a melting clock and a mustache that a bird could land on.
Feeling a little less medicine-loopy today. Less vain about my neck, though because of the swelling it feels like a person’s hand is around my throat at all times. I guess you could say…I sense it all the times. It’s this blurry and blunt thing in the corner of my vision, like a car following me in the distance. I finally mustered up the personal strength to leave home without a turtle neck, and even so I got stares at Ralphs.
