Melancholy

Tonight S came over and we ate Indian food, watched Dr. Who and then went upstairs to do some art. This was what came out of me.



Love must be like a drug, that causes chemical changes in the brain. I was walking on cloud nine, and now, I miss that heady feeling.

I'm not sure if it helped to do this piece, or made the feelings more apparent, and to the surface. I guess if I hadn't acknowledged it, I would have tried to bury it with food, or alcohol, or something.