Sometimes you can only doodle. Don’t worry about creating any kind of art, don’t stress about the end result. This was a page that invited me to just doodle imperfectly. Just make marks. Add stickers. Cut words from a book that has no deep meaning. Sometimes that is all one can do. And it’s okay.
This is so different from what I normally create or post. Perhaps my inner child has come out to play. My adult self is taking a nap. She is exhausted. Tired of adulting. She wants to go into a cocoon and hope that when she opens her eyes, this whole nightmare is over….