the product of stress

my previous boss called me today and i didn't have the guts to answer. i no longer officially work for him, i still do some freelance jobs for him occasionally. though he's no longer my boss, i can't help but feel pressured whenever i receive a call or text from him. probably because i can still see his face and hear his no-bullshit voice speaking in my head.

when i feel stressed, i feel the need to preoccupy myself with something, and that 'something' eventually led to his:

prim and purple

abobe photoshop cs4

this is for my friend S, 

who i think needs some cheering up.