See, the plan is to get all the self indulgent sketches out of the way so I can start working on some cool art things this semester. . . . Drawn over a month ago during a rough Torrey session. Every person has a unique perspective and way of thinking. When people collaborate and build new ideas together, I feel envious. I want to build with everyone too, but there's so much I don't understand. It feels like my "shapes" don't fit anywhere, like they aren't useful to anyone. I've been really insecure and deeply frustrated this past semester and it sucks. But I dare to hope that even when I can't understand my own native tongue, even when I speak in clumsy, broken Japanese, God is using my shapes to His purpose. It's ok that I don't understand, because God does. I know that. But it's hard to /feel/ that sometimes, y'know?