I feel so weird saying this, but like, my mom finally moving out? Into that facility, you know? And everyone's all "oh, how are you feeling?" and I'm supposed to be sad, I guess, but honestly I just feel… empty. Like, my art studio is right there, and I keep looking at my canvas and it’s just BLANK. And it’s not even a busy blank, just… nothing. It’s like, what do you even draw when your whole world just… shifts like that, right? And it’s kinda funny, actually, how much I thought I’d feel something else. Like, BIG emotions, but nah. Just kinda… quiet.
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