Well today I slipped and ate shit on snow and ice in front of witnesses. Multiple times. Then I did what any true Midwesterner would do and simply went back inside and gave up.

Citizenship reinstated.

“Snow 1 – Darkness Series”  Lantomo. 

Graphite, pastel, and watercolors on paper mounted on wood panel. 

27.56 x 19.69 inches 

Kashuu continued to explore around. He saw a young boy who looked very cheerful and had a bright smile on his face.

The library was amazing. Barbie had been expecting something more along the lines of her old middle school library, not the breathtaking extravagance that could only be found in the 1800s. For an asylum that was supposed to be dismal there certainly were a lot of amazing perks. Not quite knowing where to start Barbie began skimming through the biographies to her left. After nothing caught her eye she moved on, getting lost amongst the rows and rows of books. When she was younger she used to read all the time, even though her mother insisted she could do more useful things with her time. She hadn’t picked up a book in what felt like ages. Barbie smiled; at least this place would give her the opportunity to read again.

When she came upon the reference section her temporarily joyous mood halted. She had unwittingly headed straight for the section on eating disorders. Denial and shoving down her emotions had been her method of dealing with problems since childhood, her parents setting the example. Ironically since she had arrived at the asylum she hadn’t given her disorder a second thought. Biting her lip she turned away from the books and walked resolutely in the other direction, not wanting to face her problems just yet. She could feel long-ignored emotions threatening to break her positive exterior and Barbie felt her breathing begin to speed up.