the art project continues. i went to yoga after work as usual and then had dinner with my new yoga friend who i can tell is going to be cool because she was COMPLETELY down to talk about boys for an hour.
anyway it was a day. work. i mainly wanted to show you the progress of the proj, which is my new reason for living. i like doing stupid things with my hands and getting dirty. charcoal drawing is therefore for me. also i like order so it is nice to break things into squares. though i don’t have the face-blind excuse, i still like it. anyway, i should maybe take a shower or something.
mainly: do you think bob dylan is really so tough? i think he might be. do you think that verse, “i once loved a woman/ a child i am told/ i gave her my heart/she wanted my soul” explains everything that is wrong between people?
anyway, it’s getting cold here so i should probably get into bed.