Sometimes I sit down to think of something to write or to draw, and I think of something to write or draw; then, I write or draw it. Sometimes I sit down to think of something to write, and I can't think of anything to write; then, I write about not being able to think of anything to write, but in doing so I find something to write, and so this is making no sense at all. I am sorry

So many things has happened and so much more is going to happen (good and bad)