I had a bad night last night. And yet, I had a good time drawing this. But it's not my favorite drawing of all time.
I think that I'm at a place where it's hard for me to tell what effect these drawings are having on me on a day to day basis. I know that when I started, I felt like I was doing something. Now, sometimes, it feels like a chore. And I know if I were to stop, I would miss it. So I will keep going. And I will look for the joy while I'm drawing.