fcuk it! fcuk sadness! 12"x9", ink, acrylic, and colored pencil on Canson 70-lb white Drawing paper

Everyone feels sad from time to time, I understand that. I just hope, for everybody’s sake, that it never gets to being hopelessly sad. As for myself, whenever I’m feeling down, I just listen to music. And if that still wouldn’t clear up my mind, then I’d sleep it off. Anything worse than that, I’d need to find an outlet for– like drawing. If it’s the worst kind, like the grief brought by the loss of a loved one, then I’m afraid I’ll be so devastated that the only thing that’s going to lift me up is the mercy of Christ.

Today, I’m feeling down. An unlikely Saturday kind of sadness. And so I find myself writing this post, while listening to Pandora radio, preset to one of my personal choices of station: Billy Joel’s. Right now, what’s playing is Five For Fighting’s “100 Years.” How fitting. Because it seems that even after all these years, I’m still caught up in some lamentable memories and worries of my life– causing me not to see my blessings, instead of realizing that each second that passes is an opportunity for gratitude.

Ahh, I need to find a way to look at the bright side…shake off this sorry feeling. I’m looking forward to tomorrow.

imploding into zero, 12"x9", graphite, acrylic, and colored pencil on Canson 70-lb white Drawing paper