This afternoon, plenty of thoughts and emotions filled my mind and brain, couldn't breath or focus.
So I picked up a piece of paper, which I spilled some tea accidentally last week and started to draw.
As soon as I enter that status, the world seems only exist at the tiny tiny spot where my pen and paper touch,
the time is frozen, my heart turning calm during the process. Peaceful experience.
Drawing makes me happy. That moment seems nothing matters, anymore.
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