Fonte Chaiee par Meir Sadan

I drew this font in my class's weekly Philsophy class. This class is one of the only classes we have on our schedule which is dedicated to more spiritual things, other than electronic gadgets and mathematical equations. It is also one of those classes that everybody sleeps in. We have padded chairs. So I sit in a very unhealthy posture on my blue, padded chair, while the rest of the class is half-sleeping, "discussing" the matter of life and death itself, concentrating on the deep, invisible truth of life. And beauty sleep. I am alive. I made a font. I show my friends and they laugh and giggle at me once more because I have no life and I draw fonts and naked chicks (but I always censor the good parts, mom) all the time. And they went back to sleep.