So I've fallen in love with fat unicorns. For a couple weeks, it was been my only contribution to Art Night at the shop. I'm not sure how or why it happened, but it seems to be helping my mood. Somehow.
Or maybe Art Night is helping. Every Wednesday an assortment of artists hangout, drink beer and doodle on a giant sheet of paper. A couple weeks ago the power went out about an hour into our session. Without skipping a beat we all pulled out flashlights and cell phones to light up our area. It was amazing (and also the reason the picture above is so dark).Sometimes I draw things and someone else colors it or vice-versa. I'm not even sure what the spooky monster on the left was originally supposed to be, but I went crazy with oil pastels.
I think that sometimes I get so caught up in my head that I don't realize things aren't as bad as they seem. Everyday activities were becoming unbearable and overwhelming. There were days that I had to talk myself into getting out of bed. I know that everyone goes through this at some point. Thankfully, mine seems to be over.
And I am so thankful that I have the shop to keep me busy on days that I feel useless. No matter how terrible my mood is, I always manage to pull myself together when I'm there. Honestly, hanging out and working at Comics FTW has pretty much helped me change my life into something I could live with after "the breakup". Not to mention it helped me make new friends.
Friends that take me to awesome antique shops.
(I really wanted that horse)
So I guess life just works out sometimes. You just have to be patient and wait out the crappy parts~
Oh! I almost forgot. My munchkin turned two this week!
And she just keeps getting more awesome every day.
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