This #dailysketchext really should have been a #tbt but today is the day that I have spent some time pondering over old emails and opening old journals to look for answers to questions that I have not even fully formed yet. I must have found some answers somehow because the process has comforted me somewhat... This sketch is from when I barely first started to learn Persian or Farsi. I lived in Los Angeles at the time and was surrounded by Iranians and didn't know it. Learning the language in a serendipitous free class introduced me to a whole other world. At the same time, I was struggling with my own internal problems. I was in my early 20s and struggling to overcome a legacy and an upbringing that did not give me a lot of hope. Reading my old thoughts and finding this sketch helped me to remember some feelings that I, thankfully, have not had to struggle quite so hard with in a long time.