I draw what I see. How else could I draw it?

The older I get, the more in touch with my feelings I get. Don’t get me wrong, I am not going soft, in fact, quite the opposite. I have made an amendment to my Declaration of Independence.

I give myself the right to disengage with any person, place, or thing, past or present, that creates an environment I don’t want to be in, or is a burden to maintain. It’s amazing what you can do when you declare your independence.

Furthermore, I will continue to pursue relationships with individuals and activities that I deem worthy of my time. These relationships must grow fruit….or mushrooms…I am thinking Sunday afternoon at Larry’s, three awesome movies, back to back to back, and Jill bringing out snacks every two hours.

I digress…

I have quit a whole slew of bad habits lately and this frees up a lot of my thought time. The way I fill this time is with thoughts of what feelings I want to get in touch with. Like how about happiness?

Happiness. Holy shit (sorry mom, dad…kids), really? It seems like there would be a bunch of factors influencing one’s happiness – and there is. The key for me is to rid myself of a majority of those factors. I find that whatever I am doing at the moment is what I am supposed to be doing and I will do it to the best of my ability, or else why do it in the first place? Remember how I said I won’t put myself in situations that cause guilt nor anxiety? I’m talking cleaning a dish, a spoon…folding a shirt. It makes me happy that I can do it and do it well, by the grace of God.

I learned a long time ago that money does not make you happy, it just pays the bills. Oh, and money is not the root of all evil, it’s the love of money (1 Timothy 6:10). Okay, I’m done jawbonin’.

Getting back to the surreal. I never know what will influence my next drawing, or when. I had one ready for today, then this came out.