So anyhow, had some words that seemed to require an image. Saw your drawing. Knew the image fit the words. So after 75 plus years, the futility seems to have, hopefully momentarily, caught up with me. Would like to couple words/wonderful image. Post on facebook, maybe on blog (quicksilvertimes.blogspot.com).
These words -
Don't make him say it. Let him wander about his days. Not bumbling, that would be an untrue description, but focused in a new and unfocused, undirected direction, so that at days end, in the farthest moment from the morning's waking desolation, he still feels his mostly life long belief that, while perhaps accepting there has been no progress and no prospect of progress, that this is the right direction. Don't make him say it. He knows. Day is done. And mostly so is he. Maybe. There is always that. Maybe.
Me gusta la idea del dibujo, y bueno, prefiero no pensar en las cosas que me harían sentir así, pues mi mente se turbaría y ahora mismo opto por seguir sintiéndome platanosa en mi alocado mundo de la chachiginalidad xD