Thursday, January 11, 2018
It's already 11 days into 2018 and I thought I'd write something here. I did finish inking Phoenix #5 over the New Year's holidays and I've been taking it easy since then. I have a big thing happening next week, which just happens to be my 50th birthday. And it's like HOLY SHIT I'M FIFTY. When I was young I thought 50 year olds were white haired grandpas with grand children and walking canes and reading glasses. Although I do have reading glasses. I do have a walking cane. I neither have white hair nor do I have any grandkids. I don't even have any kids. Except for my dogs. Although my body is no longer as energetic as it once was, my mind seems to be the same when I was in my 30s. I still have so much I dream of doing... so much places I dream of going. It's my body that's keeping me because it's all starting to fall apart. And I'm just trying so hard just to keep that from happening.
Posted by Gerry Alanguilan at 1:29 PM