i like beaches when it’s cloudy out. i’ve been leaving little notes in every restaurant or café  table i sit in for the waitress or next customer to find. my body is still on california time but every other part of me has gone to a place i cannot name.

it’s already 3am here but i can’t fall asleep. i’ll probably end up drawing until the sun comes up. there are a lot of things i’ve been wanting to say lately — my struggles concern the medium(s) upon which i feel would be best to express them.