Day 0457

Due to my incompetence the fucking portrait is now unrecognisable from who it is supposed to be. This is torture! It feels too much like a waste of time, and my mental health is suffering from all of the vacillating back and forth about what I should be doing with my life.

I went around Père Lachaise in the afternoon sun. Magnolia, Forsythia, daffodils, weeping willow.