One day, one page, one sketch of GREAT EXPECTATIONS, published daily at 8:40 AM.

400My mind is so soupy and wooden this morning. I’m trying to milk some thrifty tears from somewhere, but I’m afraid I’m just going to sap some enervating ludicrousness. Sometimes, instead of coercing a fruitless dialogue with yourself,  it’s better to make some tea and take care of something shallow. Yes, that’s what I’m going to do.



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