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The image was drawn in memory of a friend an former mate who passed away. the long story of which is as follows if interested:
After a long night with little sleep i went about the morning ritual of making coffee and having a smoke. it had snowed the night before so when I came back inside I took off my shoes putting them on the kitchen floor to let the snow melt off. Then went about getting ready for the day. my cup of coffee steaming in my hands i staring at my shoes blankly, snow melting all over my kitchen floor, decided to move them to where they could dry and puddle where I would be less likely to step in the water. takes me forever to wake up if Im up early enough so I blearily stumbled back to the coffee, sleep addled brain spinning from lack of good sleep. I noticed that where my shoes had been that the melted snow had left the pattern of my tread and a single clear thought floated across my mind. Even though we cant always see where something was it does leave behind its mark...just like the ppl in our lives who have passed away. even when they arent around they leave their mark.

Awww... that's deep, and totally true. Life isn't about what we accomplish, it's about the impressions we left on the people left behind. I feel for you, man.