There’s something there. It feels a little like floating. Like everything is hazy and unreal. There’s something I’m forgetting. Something important. …but I can never quite grasp it.

I’m always left feeling disjointed. Not sure if I was making up the importance to set my mind at ease. But maybe… maybe it’s there. Maybe I can remember…

Not quite vent art.

And speaking of, the progress for the charm I’m making for one of my housemates. C: The lines are pretty crap right now. I still need to thicken them. the scratchy quality the shrink plastic’s texture gives won’t be apparent once shrunk.