It's so strange and funny how the ao3 curse has affected my thought process. I was sitting here genuinely panicking because an ao3 author I've been reading from stopped posting three days ago and they're a daily poster. So my brain immediately jumped to "Oh gods I hope wherever hit them isn't too terrible! I hope it's just a cold and not a burned down house or dead relative!" Gods only on AO3 would you assume the worst immediately because someone missed their weeklies/dailies.
I found myself revisiting an old drawing that touches upon a lot of the same fears and feelings I have right nowβand I have to say that Iβm pretty happy with what I can do these days with my speedpainting skills... even if I donβt have a lot of time and Iβm kinda weirded out by the sense of deja vu.