Feeling sad since I posted the last painting and maybe after listening to "Black Boys On Mopeds" one too many times.
I miss some people and I also wonder why my help was not forthcoming where I thought it would be and instead, from other avenues. I have such a hard time figuring things out. There is a real strength if I can figure out who they are that are my help. "My help is in the Lord" but there is more.
Saw the younger mans' face, in that same sad expression again today. Earlier though, don't remember with what song. I think there's probably more than one but I keep getting a dark blond. But I don't think that it has anything to do with me at all but something else. But I know and have felt there are others too.
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