Poze sepia

I'm eating an orange. And I'm very hot. And pretty sleepy. Actually, truth be told, from all the inactivity, I can't focus anymore. I can't draw, because my mind is too scattered.

Mom's hair has turned gray in the last week. I almost didn't recognize her hair.

A sepia photograph I found on the net today reminded me of a moment - of a string of moments - from long ago.

My love, beautiful child... I lost 4 years of your life.

And I am so, so sorry. And I know I can fix it with a click, with a phone-call.

But I don't ever want to see you again.

Three sisters with lips that are so alike.

I'd rather just go through it again sometime later, finding sepia photos of you and counting the years of our lives that I let pass me by.