When you’re gone, my stride slows, I become introspective, and I think too much. So many scenarios play out in my head, some of which are happy, but some are not. Mostly, I miss you when you’re not here, and you’ve been gone a lot. Too much. Can’t you just come home again… But this time, stay?
Here’s my latest painting, which I called “Not So Independent“. It’s 48″x48″, acrylics on canvas.