Insomnia is a wonderful, yet horrible thing at the same time. I've suffered from it for months now...ever since....
Brian keeps coming to mind more often now than he has since I first left Pittsburgh. I thought I'd moved on from him. Maybe I have, but something inside me is craving to see him again. In an effort to wear myself out, I decided to sketch an image of Brian from memory. Took me all night. God I miss him.
{{This is not my drawing. Credit goes to xmama. Using this for role playing purposes only}}