I found a CD full old works, unfinished stories and forgotten pictures unintentionally shoved in the back of my memory bank and a box full archives. Every time-capsule like folder filled with unorganized chaos made me smile. I found so many awesome things
plenty of my old sketches and scanned paintings…
a picture of the signed poster I got from an old friend.
I even found a couple of old sonnets I wrote for a writing class …
Sonnet 2
I’m stuck at home with this to write
While they are out enjoying life
I’ve put it off so many nights
Now I am here with so much strife
I rip I roar but whine at most
I wish this quick so I could go
To eat and drink enjoy a toast
Its almost done I wish it so!
Third train to write but what about?
I’m losing time its almost up
Lets make it quick then dance and shout
C’mon let’s go bring me a cup!
So this is it! I’m really done!
I Gotta go and have some fun!
(uhm soo glad I stuck with drawing….)