Just a blink of an eye, nearly a half of the year is gone. Funny how I used to think that time is slow and plentiful. Now I think there are only limited of weeks I can spend on. Well, I may died at the age of 100 but that does not give me anything. My body and mind are deteriorating everyday that one day being a living one is not different than being dead. Everyone I know and love will be gone. Everything will be change to the point I can not fit in anymore. What will happen when I can not draw anymore? What will be of me when I have become a disable man without any help? These questions are eating me alive every night.
Still, I am really appreciated any support from my Patrons here with pledging and generous donation. These funds really keep me floating and motivating me to fight on. I can not thank you enough.
I've heard a prediction that the pandemic might have end in 1 - 2 years. I don't know if I can make it to that point but I know I must do everything to get into that point in one piece. I must survive and live for another day.