As I chip away at revising the first two sketchbook drawings of The Donkey in the Garden, I can't help but feel a bit impatient. I began drawing the third sketchbook around the time my partner came home from the hospital. This is after she came home from the hospital the first time and then within a week was readmitted with pneumonia. I'm still revising the part where she is bedridden after her diagnosis.
Fortunately, when I'm drawing I can get completely lost in the present line, and I don't think any further than the cell in front of me. I have to just remember this.
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