Day: March 7, 2019

Barcab driver

It’s funny the bits of memory we retain, and when they decide to come bubbling to the surface. First slowly and then suddenly all at once. You were on the bus, yet I don’t remember if you were coming or… Read More ›

Winter shared her song

And her song is my song. I never knew the words until now. I mean, I knew the words but not the song. I’m learning this particular melody and with every repetition I’m learning to love me… maybe…


Ha ha ha. Omg I had to draw this up now before I effing forgot. It’s 1.20am 7th March, but I had this figured out about 8 hours ago. Cards I drew the morning of 6th March. I must share… Read More ›