I wrote my first self-portrait after a long day, right before I went to sleep. As I look back at my words, I feel slightly embarrassed. That’s life, I guess.
This self-portrait was written during my first cup of coffee on a Sunday.
As you may have noticed, at night I generally feel a dull despair. There are various reasons for this which I will not discuss at this time. In the morning, I feel a general urgency that defies explanation. What happens in between varies. But, my days begin and end in the same way.
Here’s a song from the always delightful Harry Nilsson which best describes how I feel when I wake up: