I have a recurring fantasy of just running away — throw the art dreams in the dirt, screw it all, just live out a simple life with my partner, to hell with everything and everyone else. It’d be nice, if this’d be the day, or even the beginning at least. Peace.

Posca, pen, marker | 11 April 2018

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