Of course my scribbles are my baby, the thing I adore the most in the world. Don’t need to say why because it just is, and it cuts me both deep and easily. It is there for me to Tetris the shit outta it as often as I wish. That is it, that’s all I got for now with it, with anything, really. Cooked a nice steak and pork dinner for Mom and Dad and watched more of The Sinner – freaky ass psychological drama FOR SURE – and, well, now just in bed chilling and thinking about… how well I do to live as well as I can with my case of ‘Pure-O’ OCD, and just how damn thankful I am to have the people in my life that I do. Mom, thank you from the very bottom of my heart for always, ALWAYS(!!!) chasing and searching under every single stone imaginable for the name of my particular diagnosis ❤️ Dad, Shane, and Claire, too, of course! For following Mom’s influence. You guys have been instrumental in helping and guiding me throughout everything and every single day without fail. I do hope that ye all know just how hard I have always tried with this thing and just how very much I truly have no real interest in all of this crap making a lot of what we incur about me. I dream of anything else but that thing, truly ❤️ I have the way and I will follow it to the t, time again, if need be