Nothing but frustration, but in the end I keep telling myself to staaaaay positive.

This one drawing became a laser focus of insanity.  Like when you lose your keys, look everywhere, go insane, look everywhere again, lose your mind, look everywhere again, you can't leave, you can't do anything else but look. For. Your. Keys. (everywhere), but they are not there.  THEY ARE NOT THERE.  But you had them!  You must have them somewhere.  Just keep looking.  EVERYWHERE.

This was the same.  I was paralyzed.  I would draw, get frustrated, look at distractions, come back to it, and cycle through.  Over and over.  And I couldnt stop.  I had to figure it out.

Anyway, hopefully I have.

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