Depression

It was a very exacting week. I feel exhausted and so much want to sleep. Also I argued with my best friend, and she doesn't want to forgive me. I'm depressed. All this week I was unexpectedly closed and stayed at home. But I drew a lot. Last time I was drawing with a big pleasure and diligence when I was 13. I miss that time.
How much I want to be a child again! (After I'll go to the MM's concert, of course)
So, I stop writing, 'cause I have a lot of things to do.

P.S. I left you a part of my foolish picture