A slice of life

Staying up late these couple of days, surprised how I got through it. What my ears can sense is the snores my grandma and nothing else.

1am ,18th July...The whole night accomplishment, a piece of drawing, an effort of an hour, with an exchange of dark circle under my eye, hope not. It is for the art festival the next day, and our theme is “Human", and a contrast of next class theme- "Beasts".

The whole night I am holding my Sharpie pen and struggle to work out a hardly acceptable one, and, you know, I somehow enjoy the process, even I am not talented to do this.