today i took my journal in to my daughter’s speech therapy appointment so i could work on my drawing of the day while i waited for her. i turned to the next page to find a scribble drawing. so, like with the clouds, wood grain, and blankets–i found a picture in the scribble.
turns out it was a duck-billed dandy lion.
this is why i don’t do drugs. things like this are running around in my head already.
moses jones: apocalyptic mama 