This pic is supposed to be titled, A Day Late and a Dollar Short. It’s a work in progress and will be re-sketched larger and more detailed. I was planning on having a battlefield wasteland in the background.
The thoughts behind the drawing: I was imagining if you were one of those people who prepared for the apocalypse or end of society as we know it (AKA TEOTWAWKI – thanks Pam*), and wondering what if you were just not there when the fighting went down?
You show up with your well-oiled and cared for guns and rifles, and your mass of ammunition, and you’re too late. You know there’s plenty of small in-fighting in store, but you missed the main event. It sounds like a big old let-down, doesn’t it? I mean what if it goes down in history and your name isn’t mentioned because you were vacationing on the French Riviera when the big one went down?
So I sort of feel like right now I just have the worst timing in the world. Or the second worst timing in the world… I can think of one other person with worse timing.
I’m just moping because of a break-up.
I am remarkably proud of the way I am carrying on though. I am taking care of myself physically, I am generally happy, and I am not depressingly hiding in my apartment.
I am not ready to jump into a relationship yet… but I am handling myself much more healthily than I did in the past. I believe that is the definition of maturity.
“If you worry about what might be, and wonder what might have been, you will ignore what is.” ~Unknown
wonderful quote found while Google-searching “Grass is Greener feeling” at the wonderful blog tiny Buddha.