Daily Otter

S at work sends me daily otter,
daily.

Today I drew one for her.

Busy

Being too busy for a friend,
who's nearly always too busy for me,
and being made to feel shit about it,
kind of sucks.

I found an old drawing book of mine
tonight,
I'd written that lovely scene from Sin City,
where the girl is on the balcony in the red dress.

"She shivers in the wind,
like the last leaf on a dying tree.

I let her hear my footsteps.

I didn't come here for the party,
I came here for you.

I've been watching you for days."

I should draw more often.

Am in a throwing out stuff kind of mood.