In this drawing, I captured myself in the quiet after one of the hardest periods of my life. Finally lying down. Finally allowed to rest. The wild hair spreading around my head is my nervous system made visible. The branches, the coiling filaments, the beautiful chaos of a mind that has been fighting for too long. The flowers are what comes after. Small, gentle, unhurried. I drew this to honor that moment. The exhale. The stillness that only arrives once the storm has passed.