Gardens of solitude (Patreon)

And I never want to leave.

Am I the only one?

Never seen a soul here.

Maybe they're here.

They just can't see me.

But that's good.

There are many things to do.

Alone.

Like not doing a thing.

I do want to explore.

But I never do.

It's soothing not to.

I just sit there.

Staring at the cracks in the walls.

I swear I can sometimes see the plants grow.

Because time doesn't exist here.

Or maybe there's a lot of it.

It just doesn't know what to do with itself.

Just like me, sitting here.

Never wanting to leave."

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A birthday gift for my mom. ^.^