Come with me where the birds fly

I've felt so much better than in a couple of weeks when things got fixed. Not like I haven't tried but sometimes you just keep running against a wall.
Also, one remarkable thing is to remember that no-one's actually mean for spreading bad feeling - they just try to make themselves feel better.

Especially in Autumn I love to spend some time by myself - just like the past week, with good music and large amounts of coffee and tea, holding pen resolutely on the sketchpad, waiting for inspiration to arrive.
But most importantly I got some time to really take a look at things more closely. That's what happens when you depart from company for awhile, and for me it just makes profit in every way. I need this occasionally, so that I have enough strength to continue normally, with a clear head.

(ballpoint pen, a4)

The reason why I'm proud is not because of the works but that I had almost half a year lasting break and now I'm back in business, luckily.

Sometimes I ask myself: Do I really have to pretend to enjoy one's company because another person interested insists? Or take in all the unnecessary picking with the fear of getting truely insulted. I would not classify myself as a too kind person, but in some situations I honestly do not know how to act.
Of course it would be a completely different situation if there wouldn't be an acquiantance in the question.