“how old were you before quarantine?” “How old will you be next year?” ———————————————————— Think. Think. Think. ———————————————————— I was younger Much younger. My life was perfect for once. I had many friends. I had a group of animator and artist friends. I was happy. Quarantine hit. It’s gone. Friends moved away. Friends changed. Friends gone. Now. I have a few friends. I’m okay. But I will never get my year before quarantine again. And so what? It’s okay. If your still sad, it’s okay. I complained for a year. Just think positive thoughts. Make new friends. It’s alright. —————————————————————————
————————————————————————— Why do I sound like an adult? ————————————————————————— The Real Credits Me You The person who told me how to draw. ————————————————————————— The End.
