Today’s thought, while pretending everything’s fine:
Some days the hardest part isn’t being alone.
It’s realizing nothing around you feels real anymore.
Just noise and motion and you, standing still.
Tag: quiet thoughts
Soft Reset
Reintroducing myself, a little:
I’m Nat/Naté, a gay furry artist.
Most days, I draw to feel real. Sometimes it’s tenderness, sometimes it’s thirst. Either way, it’s what keeps me alive.
This blog used to be more curated. I’m letting it breathe now;
sketch dumps, quiet thoughts, and the kind of intimacy I don’t always know how to ask for.
Most of the thirstier stuff lives on Twitter, but the ache underneath it all is still here.
If something in what I post makes you feel a little more seen;
That’s what I’m hoping for, too.
Thanks for being here.