This one never fails to make me sad even years after drawing it.

That surprises me a little.  It makes me wonder who I might have been if I had been left alone.  I have no complaints about who I am, but it is a question that pops into my head when I see this doodle.

In a better time than the 1970’s what direction would I have gone if I had been safe, allowed to be myself, and not so entirely alone.