I do very little drawing. I should do more but it's not part of my job description.
Last winter my flat mate, Jordan, and I had a weekly drawing session. It often included whisky, sometimes we only had beer. We had nice chats. I regret the passing of these interludes in my lonely days.
There are moments in life when you really miss someone that you want to pick them up from your dreams and hug them. Hope you dream of that someone.
ReplyDeleteThe best kind of friend is the one you could sit on a porch, swing with, never saying a word and then walk away feeling like that was the best conversation you've had.
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