I miss drawing.
If writing was my first love, drawing was my second. Piano playing was the third.
Oh I miss my gradeschool days, when I was still good at doing what I love.
Posted by chronicwind on May 5, 2010 at 04:52 PM | catch a feather
I miss drawing.
If writing was my first love, drawing was my second. Piano playing was the third.
Oh I miss my gradeschool days, when I was still good at doing what I love.