Merry Christmas! But…

“The home at the end of the dream”

Yesterday was a struggle, with so much going on, so many conversations my brain gets a bit frazzled. My parents noticed I got quieter as the evening went on, by 10pm I was in my room feeling drained and exhausted. I laid there listening to a podcast while drawing this until the early hours of the morning.

Once I’d finished my thoughts felt all organised and the unnecessary ones had been thrown right out, this doesn’t always come easy for me.