I sorta exist nocturnally now. I hate (and am horrible at) going to bed, so I only go to bed when I know I am exhausted enough to collapse after a couple chapters. So while I was drawing the other night, a skittering shadow hopped near my leg outta nowhere. It was like 4am, so I thought the tiny specter in my peripheral vision was some kind of baby rat. Turns out it was a random little frog that got in the house and made his way to me somehow. Freaked me out.
They ever morph frogs? No...right?
Reuxben
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