I am not quite sure of any points in all of this.
I was overly inspired by art this week. I am running a bit on empty. I've forgotten how to eat well, and have truly given in to a cookie addiction.
I drink quite a lot of coffee every day and have no plans of quitting.
It has felt more like work and less like art lately, although... I cannot complain, really, my life has too much wonder in it.
I don't know what a weekend is supposed to feel like. Socializing takes work, having fun is hard, and when I get home there is always more to do. I could make time to relax, this is like relaxing.