A drawing from a while ago. It was called molecules. I was trying to find an image that describes my tangled brain. I think I’m OK, then I don’t know. I’m trying to do things, but I’m tied up inside a cotton sack, trying to find the way out.
Am I being dramatic? Perhaps, I have lots of thoughts about what I want to do, but the procrastination gets me all the time. The older I get, the less enthusiasm I have. Sorry, its just one of those nights. I’m watching a sad film and it’s getting to me. I sometimes feel time is running out. Grief is a tight knot. Like a molecule, twisting and turning. Time for some rest perhaps…… I’ll be OK….
Mallaband-Brown 
Hi there! I love this picture and what you’ve named it – the tangles of my mind. I would even print this and put it on my wall!
I think sometimes I feel like this – it’s usually when I’ve spent too much time at home, lost sight of my goals, social media – just know it always gets better.
Although probably not enough, I’m glad we live in a time where you can speak about it – I think that’s important!
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Thanks, I’m glad what I was saying made sense. X
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