three hours pass.

it isn't enough.

it is never enough.

it wants more.

it will always want more.

the bed is my enemy.

dude i wrote 2025 in both my book and my post lmao

there's two of them now

it's heresy, i know. i must only draw cubes.

the decay is coming. i broke the streak. the decay is coming. i broke the streak. the decay is coming. i broke the streak. the decay is coming. i broke the streak. the decay is coming. i broke the streak. the decay is coming. i broke the streak. the decay is coming. i broke the streak.

you don't know how badly i didn't want to do this today

used the last 10 minutes of my shift to draw my box instead of waiting until 11:59

we in the business refer to this as "making progress"

one day i won't wait until the last conceivable minute to do my daily...

"drawing"

it's after midnight but who cares

it's too wide on the top.

i don't like how my boxes look.

but i've technically drawn more in the last two days than i have in the last two months.

i was pinned down by a million, invisible hands.

and i was powerless to even attempt to resist them.