Well. I just moved the last of my shit out of my grandparents' house, pending their move. Today I opened up one of the boxes and found an old sketchpad and sketchbook, and looked through 'em. The book was still largely blank, so I picked up a pencil and started drawing for the first time in WAY too long. It feels so good to return to this. I think I'm gonna keep it up. I'm feeling more creative now than I have in a while. 