I drew this last night in a different sketchbook than my moleskine. It’s one of the ones I got at Barnes and Noble the other day. It has rough, natural-looking paper in it. It’s from the cover of a book I am reading called "The Caliph’s House".
Don’t blink.
M. and I were walking the dogs tonight and noticed a lot of people milling around two streets over, and cop cars. We talked to a neighbor and it turns out a man who was in his early 40’s died, and they think he took his own life. It’s sad. The truth is we may never know how he really died.
Don’t get so caught up in work that one day you realize you have no memories. One day you may be hit by a bus, or one day your better half may be hit by a bus and then you’ll be alone, wondering why you didn’t say “I love you” more or spend more time taking walks together. Sad. And just tonight I was at dinner and found myself w/ tears running down my face because a song that was playing in the restaurant was one that “the band” used to play when my brother and I would drive down to the beach to watch them play. Now he’s dead, in his 40’s, of cancer. Life is short. Don’t blink.
This is just a quick-sketch I did while the image was still in my head. It’s quick and childish-looking. But I just wanted to sketch it out while it was fresh in my head.
