Strange thing, waiting for the bus and watching people go by in their cars. I can see them, smoking cigarettes, eating sandwiches, talking on cellphones, but I can't imagine what they think when they see me, if they see me. So, I took a bit of an outside perspective on this one. I think I'd feel a sorry for me, standing in the cold while they've got their heaters blowing.
Or maybe they think, "Why she's got her foot stuck out at that funny angle?" No, no, I'd say. That's just the way it's drawn. Couldn't get that quite right.
Colored pencils.
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