The Lights in an Abyss

Today, I realized that drawing was part of who I was and I drew on impulse. My friend and I were drawing on a piece of paper and I almost drew something. Luckily, I stopped and it looked like a big C. That is writing, not drawing. Anyone who argues with my judgement will be ignored. I’m a bit worried. What if I can draw anymore because I haven’t the past 4 days? I’m telling myself that I’ll be able to draw, but I won’t know until I try, which I can’t yet. I don’t want to lose my skills even if it’s just by a bit. Drawing is the only thing that is unique to me. Everything else I can do, someone else can do the same or even better.