Odd Days.

Some days feel like a wild dream, hard to grasp and even harder to explain. The world is loud, the news never stops, and the weight of too many questions with not enough answers can feel overwhelming.

It’s in those strange, heavy moments, when I hit the bottom, that I pick up the pen and draw from that exact place. That’s where my truth lives. That’s where the chaos becomes expression.

I believe we all have something unique to offer, and even when it’s hard to focus or find clarity, creating reminds me why I’m here. This piece is for those odd days, the ones that shake you up and push you to find your voice again.

ink on paper / colored digitally.
Art by AdidA
adidafallenangel.art

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