A new conversation. Drawing Luke Hockley.
Today feels like starting from scratch.
A new conversation.
And I don’t quite know where to begin.
Awkwardly shuffling.
Start stopping.
Wanting to say something witty and profound.
But nothing comes.
Just me.
Listening to myself.
Writing to myself.
Just another day.
Love
Luke
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Day 1,001