Just a wandering soul trying to find a place to belong. And I'm still lost after all this time.
For me, the piano means the world to me. It's also a partner who is inseparable but can be apart for long periods of time (that is, MAXIMUM a week or else my fingers deteriorate). The fella also changes its shape, sometimes an upright, sometimes a concert grand. It has gone through thick and thin with me, many tears cried and blood shed (no not literally). Sometimes I loathe it. Sometimes I adore it. Ultimately, I would never have made it through my seventeen years of life without it.
I've never made comics or anything of the sort, and they're rather silly and rather unoriginal but I hope you'll still enjoy it..! It'll mean a lot to me.