The next thing you know I’m paging through old backgrounds and snapping pictures of a toy, my mind awhirl with projects, themes, and other forms of sheer pointlessness.
It’s this kind of stuff that “holds me back” and ensures that I’ll never “make it.”
But you know what? I don’t really care anymore. They’re just too fun to make.
(my daughter says he needs a package)
Under that belly, I’d doubt you’d see a package.
You have a point there … but if you keep your hat on no one will notice.