It is the fourth anniversary.
And I am alone.
I watched my show,
I go on my phone,
I draw some drawings to try to feel significant.
Or maybe to try to feel like this date is significant.
Or maybe to try to convince myself that I am doing better.
I am doing better.
Job,
I meant to write more, but that is all that exist.
Just my job and my show and my phone.
And occasionally drawing (not well).
Is this what life is?
