So I’m already falling behind in what I wanted to achieve over the next year, but that’s okay for now. Right now I feel alright. I don’t feel too awful. I feel tired as, but I feel alright. There have been worse things I’ve experienced.
I’m taking a few minutes to decompress before I start the next thing and possibly lose a bunch of hours to chipping away at a work. Don’t know yet, but I’ll find out soon enough, I guess. Going to do a little bit more drawing. It’s what is coming to me at the moment and I have some ideas, so I need to get them done and down before I go on with whatever else next comes. A lot of work required – it always is – but it’s good learning and practise.
I used to do drawing a fair bit. Far more than ten years ago now. It sort of went by the wayside, but I’ve done it here and there, tried to get myself back into it and had some periods where I’ve kept going, and then dropped it again. Things come in cycles, and I have no idea why right now there’s a desire screaming at me to push hard into it, but I have to go with where I’m being led, and so that is what I’m doing.
There are a few short days left in this month and I intend to get quite a lot done between now and then. It’s going to be a rather herculean effort, as I need to start getting everything I own into boxes too. However, I’m going to try. After this rest I’m getting back into it, and I’m going to try and try and try some more. I’ll keep trying and I’ll keep on going, and then I can rest for a few days and then get back into it all again.
That’s all I really have to say at this point. I was up late last night and am feeling it right now, but I’m also feeling driven. It’s another wave and I need to ride it. Hopefully I can ride it all the way to where I want to be. I don’t know. I feel like things are going to be okay, but there’s still so much uncertainty. I’m still scared, but I’m kicking on. I’m continuing on with everything, because I need to. I need to for me, and I need to get back to a position in life where I can keep working toward living it. I’ve missed out on so much and right now my hand is forced, but I can get through this, and I can be productive, and I can keep on working toward improvement and being a better writer, or artist, or musician, or whatever else it is that I do, because I do a lot.
It’ll be interesting to see how much I improve by the time Stupidity Hole wraps up. I’m sure it’ll be enough.
The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:10:41
This was written sort of to unwind and sort of due to feeling as though I should. Not great. Not terrible, but not great.
Written at home.


