#sweepy stringbean

The days just passed in silence after that. Her car was small but reliable and got her hundreds of miles on a tank of gasoline. Eventually, she needed to go further—create more and more distance between her stops—so she drove north all day. She left Indiana behind and crossed into Michigan and just kept driving until she chose a highway exit at random and passed the sign painted with a cute image of the town she was entering whose name she’d never remember. ‘Take It Easy & Stay Awhile’ it read.

She wished it were that easy to do either.

or

Nancy is on her own.

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Oh little me at 23 drawing my favorite ship on a walmart non big brand sketchbook given to me by someone who saw me doodling in my college lecture notes at age 18. So simple of a small kindness, and i wish i could tell that person that their gift was apart my journey to love drawing again.

1. My family does NOT like anything lgbtq+ (I have not told them I am a lesbian. If they know they have never said anything or asked. I do not plan on saying anything till I move out)

2. I was told, since I can remember that I was going to university for STEM. No matter what. The emergence of interest in art, video games, music, and teaching was HEAVILY discouraged, and seen as a waste of time and not valuable

3. Sharing my art, while I'd get a compliment, it was always followed up with lectures about how I'd be a colossal failure and die

Life do be crazy sometimes.