Another week has flown by and I still feel like I’m stumbling along blindly, without noticing small things to be grateful for.
Looking back through my journal, there is nothing I noted.
I am always thankful for the basic things, a roof over my head, food to eat (even if it’s not what I may be craving) oh that reminds me, I stashed some chocolate in my tote bag.
I’m on the border of numbness. This often happens before I get depressed.
I am looking forward to meeting with art friends to discuss the next chapter of The Artists Way. I’ve quit doing morning pages. My mornings have been dedicated to my “dailies” in Animal Crossing. I’ll spend the next week focusing on creating in the mornings instead. Quick art journal type pages on loose bristol board or the heavyweight drawing paper I salvaged from the water damaged sketchbooks I discovered cleaning up my studio. Something that is more tangible, and meaningful than digging up bells to plant keep my money tree cycle going.
Although I feel like my Animal Crossing villagers are more a part of my life than most real-life people I know.