Imagine

Ehm.. I'd have liked to finish it for good, but I've spent way too much time on this piece of paper and I'm quite sick of it.. It's messy, it's incomplete, and so it will be forever.
I don't even know if it means something, as usual I started drawing an eye and then the rest happened.
Once the tree was made I got stuck for a few weeks, I didn't know how to continue it, what I should make under the tree..
This question obsessed me. What's under the tree? What's under the tree?
Every night in my bed I tried to think about it hoping that maybe I could dream what the hell there should to be under the damn tree!
Untill a day which, sick of waiting, I grabbed the pencil and just drew something.
Only after I drew the boy I realized that he could be Me, looking at the empty space under the tree, obsessed to it, trying to figure it out what's under there.
Under the tree I drew my obsession about what there should be under the tree.
Subconscious?
Bananas

(A special thanks to DrawingMerry that offered me her help to correct the english of this text)