The covid breakdown was a rather interesting period in time. I was in my senior year of high school who's graduation cermoney was cancelled. (also Pretty sure they emailed my tassle with an incorrect year.) I was laid off from a gift shop I absolutey LOVED working at. I felt alone. Because I was homeschooled I was also stripped of that social connection I attempted making at my job. Art became my best friend, my diary, and my outlet. No matter what I was going through I always had a pen and paper nearby.