Thursday, November 4, 2010

"BUT I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHO YOU ARE!"

That's what she said to me yesterday when I was in the bathroom trying to help her get cleaned up.  It hit me like a smack in the face.  But it didn't hurt.  I was to pre-occupied trying to help her and to not physically get smacked in the face.  Last night, around 2am when I couldn't sleep, that's when it hurt.
from July sketch book