Stories from my Sketchbook . . .
Ever had one of those days when you wake up in the early early morning and find yourself thinking that you don’t really know who you are . . . or where you are . . . or why you are here . . . but you have that vague uneasy feeling that you’re supposed to be some-one, or some-where, else?
Weird . . .
Sally says . . . eat, sleep, work, read, play, draw, bark . . . 