June 18, 2008 -
blood_of_inuyasha
I've been in many accidents where it was a 50/50 situation: I'd either live or die.
For some reason, I always got the better 50% chance and escaped death without a scratch. Without paralyzation.
So I drew this because I love running. I love the feel of the wind in my face. To lose that... Would be like cutting my soul in two.
Considering all I've been through and how lucky I am, sometimes I pretend I got the bad 50% chance. I imagine myself in a wheel-chair unable to even draw. I imagine these things because maybe one day it'll actually happen, a sort of self-preparing I guess.
And therefore, Sometimes I Worry.
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