One thing about depression that isn't talked about enough is the insomnia. Spending night after sleepless night staring up at the ceiling, watching the fan blades rotate, or finding patterns in the cracks. Slowly going crazy until you're downing half a bottle of whiskey each night just to finally fall into the merciful grip of unconsciousness and wake up with your head spinning. Some find it easier to just ride it out, smoke a cigarette and watch the nightlife. Whatever helps the most.
Just a scene I've wanted to draw for a while but never felt good enough. Still don't seeing as I got frustrated with the layout of the buildings in the background and fucked them up, and in turn the look of the cigarette being tossed away which made me disinclined to post this. Note to self don't ink after getting bad news. Thankfully though I've gotten over my writers block on chapter 4 of Worth and that should be finished in a day or 2.
Comments, suggestions etc. welcomed and loved!
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15 Jul 2020 09:06 CEST
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