I swear I’m alive and doing things but those things are largely shit like seeing my grandmother and cleaning my carpets

I did find a message from myself half under the influence of my sleep disorder medication the other week that told me to ‘free’ a pair of my original characters, so I have been drawing them here and there

Also heard some songs that did some kinda reSWAN screaming at me. Or reISH, I guess. But I really want to make that go. I’ve done the beginning a dozen times or something, but it might finally fit together.

Cat appears to be plotting my death. So, you know, a cat. Onyx is so small and beautiful that I have a hard time staying mad at them long but they are really on thin ice lately. They just want more attention regardless of whether it is positive or negative than is physically capable for me to give. Also cannot make food, they pretty much try to crawl into my skin in order to get close to whatever I’m trying to put together. They cry like they are dying when I pull them out of the refrigerator.