focus on the quasar in the mist by cardboardcities
(illustration friday - grounded)
I’m losing and learning and leaning and waiting, and whether it’s worth it I’m still debating. I feel so stuck when there is so much more but how do you leave when you can’t find the door? I knew I’d never make it on my own. Reality sets a lonely tone. I’ll give up the game and try to stay sane. I can’t guarantee I’ll make it to the end. I’m tired, alone, and need to mend.
