Here’s 2 new graphic creations for you to enjoy.
“She thought she was dead” is a line from a poem I wrote years ago. I came across it the other day while cleaning out my jeep, if that tells you what kind of organized life I live. Upon discovery, I fell in love with this line. It is about recovery, recovery of ANY type—whether you grapple with depression, or are suffering with grief, or addiction, or whatever else kind of fresh hell.
Somehow, You will come out of the worst of it. And like a wildflower, you will be just fine.
“You are sleeping…. You do not want to believe.” This line is an old sound clip that plays at the beginning of Morrissey’s song “Rubber Ring.” I don’t advise anyone depressed to listen to Morrissey, but this song is one of those few Morrissey pieces that isn’t a bummer.