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In Which we have some July novelties and gratitudes

Good afternoon, almost evening, my dear friend, reader of this post! It is that time, when after a moment of productivity, I find myself out of ideas nor desire to do anything. Ah, sad how it goes, but one must have balance I suppose. I do say this mentioning the past weeks, given I haven't written, nor drawn much, and my desire to play games is fleeting, at times it is all I wanr to do, at others I am struggling for meaning. It does suck to have moments of demotivation and a tired mind, but I don't think there is much one can do to avoid resting. At least I can say it was a very positive blog birthday! I thank you for being here! And I hope you are okay. That all being said, I am very relieved I can type something here without dreading or panicking, be it at the blank page or at my blank mind. May this be a return to not as productive times as June, because those can't be manufactured that easily, but at least to more moments of activity creative wise. Concerning drawing, ...

The Adventures of Mr. D'Onofrio and his suitcase with 700 socks! Prologue

Prologue:

Zachary D’onofrio, or to be more formal, Mr. D’onofrio, was quite a figure, always caught the attention of people with his fancy outfit. Coming from faraway lands, walking diligently through the road, he wore a bluish tophat with pride, as it was one of his very prized possessions; the other ones were in his yellow suitcase that he always had with him: those were his precious socks, his dear friends, his collector items. He’d travel unspeakable distances just to add more socks to his impressive collection, the rarer, the better, he accepted only the most exotic ones. He was always distant from home, he didn’t care how long he’d have to travel, everything for his passion: collecting socks, paying tribute to that part of our clothes that we so shamefully neglect, and by doing so paying a tribute to his idol.

He was frequently by himself, it were lonely journeys, the ones of Mr. D’onofrio, but the truth was he actually preferred that, always lost in his sock world. He was never tired, or at least never complained about it, he was a resilient fellow, Mr. D’onofrio, in spite of the fact of being as thin as a stick. He needed to be resilient and to resist, so he could pay a tribute to his idol, and collect socks.

This is our friend in common: Zach D’onofrio. Fascinating human being, calm, determined, patient and thoughtful. Going to catch his new socks in a distant world, this is his story, his adventure. And so it begins, and so it goes.


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