I Used To Draw A Lot. If

I Have No Limits! I Cannot Be Contained Because I'm The Container.

Well This Is Just A Fist. But When I Start Throwing It Around I Can Leave One Hell Of A Mess.

Isn't It Cool When The Days That Are Supposed To Feel Good, Actually Do?

All I Want To Make Sure Of Is That She's Doing Something She Loves. Watch Your Kids When They Sit Down And Absolutely Get Lost In Something. Maybe That's What They Should Be Doing-the Thing They're Dying To Do All The Time.

I Would Challenge Anybody In Their Darkest Moment To Write What They're Grateful For, Even Stupid Little Things Like The Green Grass That Made Them Feel Good, The Friendly Conversation They Had With Somebody On An Alevator. You Start To Realize How Rich You Are.