My frail body, gets an upset stomach whenever it rainsðŸ«
This is bad. I want to draw so badly that I can't focus on work.
But I get home, this creative urge just vanishes into thin air. It's weird.
I’m tired of getting angry about the injustices of the world. Lately, I’ve been staying in and finding solace in drawing. I wonder if journalists, who keep up with current affairs all the time, ever feel mentally exhausted. I really admire them.
