i decided earlier this week to incorporate less rage, more art into my life. last week was particularly rage-ful for me and i felt the tension throughout my body all weekend. so yesterday, on my way home from work, i stopped at the art supply store to pick up marker pens for future doodling endeavors. pen to paper is often the only way for me to shake it off.
when i was done, i walked over to the nearest bus stop–one that i had never waited at before–and found myself looking at this:
THANKS! you’re right. we are okay.