I have been especially fertile with drawings and ideas as of late, and all of them are sassy.
This one is a shout out to the person who I would most likely wish to fall into a planter instead of talking to… which would be a stunning award to receive actually. But somehow, there are never planters when he’s around… never even a potted plant. Anyways with him in mind I make this simple wish:
Like so alone, that I forget the annoying voice you have, and maybe even your annoying face. Like so so alone, that I could brag to Superman about my straight up dandy solitude.
Someday this wish will come true.