I drew this on my iPhone. It was pretty much an attempt to capture a moment where I felt like no one would understand. I subsequently had a chat with my brother and felt better, but I thought I would share it anyway.
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I drew this on my iPhone. It was pretty much an attempt to capture a moment where I felt like no one would understand. I subsequently had a chat with my brother and felt better, but I thought I would share it anyway.
From Meditation XVII by John Donne:
No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main. If a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friend’s or of thine own were: any man’s death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind, and therefore never send to know for whom the bells tolls; it tolls for thee.