Mutants

My BFF

I had a best friend named Lavender.
We ran, sang and played together all the time.

But as time pass by, Lavender grew up and doesn’t need me anymore.

And while I’m sad, I know I had to go back to the Imaginary Friends Land.

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Disclaimer: This was inspired by a historical romance novel I was reading a while back.  I just scribbled this in my notebook so I remember (I am forever forgetting stories if I don't write it down right away), unfortunately I forgot to write down the title and author of the book.  Apologies for this.

And... I finally tried using markers for my illustrations.  I stumbled upon my sister's Faber-Castell's Colouring Pens (which she hasn't used for years) and I like how the art looks different.  Still prefer water colors though.

Me and the Tribe

I am the luckiest guy in the world.  When an opportunity to visit an indigenous tribe came up, I had to volunteer.  After all, I am an explorer and exploring is what we do.

Surprisingly, the tribe let me into their fold.  They danced and sang while they gave me the most scrumptious food.

And now they let me into a hot tub to wipe away the dust and grime on my face.

I am a very lucky guy indeed.