I’m really late this week. It’s summer, I’m not working, and my routine is all off. And I don’t really have anything on my mind to write about.
Earlier today, I was staring at this picture on my wall, wondering why it was still there.
“Pit from Kid Icarus Attacks the Death Star.” Artist: me, 2011. Colored pencils on paper.
As I’ve mentioned before, I spent most of 2011 in a relationship with “Acrux,” who moved away a couple months into our relationship, making this decision without even telling me until it was a done deal. A couple weeks after we moved, she Skyped me from a coffee shop. Her dad was in a band that often played at this coffee shop’s weekly open mic night, and she showed me their band on Skype and introduced me to her best friend and some of the regulars at the coffee shop. Acrux and her friend were playing a game where each one would give the other a topic to draw. They asked if I wanted to play, I said sure, and they gave me the topic of Pit attacking the Death Star.
That was a good night. That is what I thought a long distance relationship would be like. As my long term readers and friends know, it wasn’t like that at all. In the four months that we stayed together, we only Skyped three more times; I pretty much had to beg to get her to spend that time with me, and she wasn’t all that attentive to begin with. That was pretty much the way things always were with us.
So why did I leave this picture on my wall, even though I got rid of a lot of other things that reminded me of Acrux after we broke up? I don’t know. Maybe because it’s awesome. And funny.
And why am I writing about it today? I don’t know. Why not?