I promise I'm not dead.
And I really should be in bed.
But my thoughts won't leave my head.
So I'm writing this instead.
Ha. That's how tired I am. We had tornadoes here last night. They pulled the fire alarm at one in the morning to get us down to the basement. I'm surprised everyone wasn't grumpy today! I'm only up still because I had to write a speech for tomorrow morning (that I completely forgot about...) and because I was really craving some applesauce. It happens.
So the eye is from about five years ago, and I sketched the
girl during World Lit last week. So I have had some time to do some
drawing lately. I've missed it.
Blessed is the man who trusts in the LORD, and whose hope is in the LORD. Jeremiah 17:7