I'VE LOST MY CHILD!

Yes that's right I've lost my child! No, I have not completely lost my mind, only the part of it that is lost in grief!!! What I'm trying to say is that, I have lost my sketchbook! My tears, sweat, blood, joy, sorrow, excitement, determination, dreams, goals, influences, ideas, emotions, EVERYTHING is in that book! Not to mention the fact that I already had ALL 27 sketches done for the 3rd Quarter! My poor baby, he's missing his momma. For Pete's sake it wasn't even a third of the way full! Do you have any idea how much paper there was left in it? A ton, that's how much!

It's actually physically sickening to think that someone else out in the world might have my sketchbook. I have torn my room and my house apart looking for my dear book. Yes I have other sketchbooks that need to be finished, but I want that sketch book. The horrible part is that in pretty much every sketch book I've owned (that I would have minded losing) I have put an address on the inside cover or on the back so that if I ever left it somewhere and someone found it, they could mail or deliver it to me. What are the odds that this was the one time, I didn't put my contact information inside my sketchbook? I had some of my BEST work in that book, and now it's gone. I could try and recreate some of my works, but what's the use? They won't be the same as they were before. Good Lord, my stomach is starting to hurt just thinking about this. It could be sitting in a dumpster right now!!! That's right a DUMPSTER!

Goodbye Charles, my sweet, sweet sketchbook. May you rest in peace until the day of your final decomposition.