I did not feel better this morning.
So it's been a little bit since the last time I did anything creative. Memory is failing me. I sit here, doing a really leisurely acrylic paint play in this found poetry journal. Artists who are not amateurs are doing stuff all the time. They're getting into shows, painting multiple hours a day, writing materials, sketching ideas.
I'm at a complete standstill. I go through long blocks of time either sleeping off and on through the night, or working at the day job where I don't have time to think about art stuff. So It's really hard to keep track of what I'm doing! I can't remember what I wanted to make, or what day it is, or what inspired me the other day.
I have a day off and I know that there were a bajillion things I wanted to do and I can't remember a single one of them.
*Sits, stares out the window*