Day 706 (redux): Back to mine

Day 706 (redux): Back to mine

I feel more normal tonight…ahhhhhhhhh. That’s a nice deep breath. I had a day of floating anxiety, but I did absolutely nothing, and I think that’s exactly what I needed to do. I might do it tomorrow, in fact. Not even writing, which pains me to...
Day 705 (redux): Progress

Day 705 (redux): Progress

I worked today. After the past couple days, it seems like a lot đŸ˜› It took me a good hour and a half longer than it should have…but I did it. And I’ll be on task to then finish my next two work days after these next two days off. I will have...
Day 704 (redux): A turning point?

Day 704 (redux): A turning point?

Artwork tonight from Nicolas Delort – ps- I’m the fucking big-ass ship tonight. I might be there, guys…I really might be there. I have been thinking SO MUCH about writing novels during this entire period of bouncing around inside my own head…in...
Day 703 (redux): Ups and downs

Day 703 (redux): Ups and downs

The wrist wringing and the self-examination continues…today was a down day of all that. I think I might be a bit depressed, which does seem to happen during the beginning of each month…a crash of sorts after feeling the high of ending a month and getting...
Day 702 (redux): end/beginning

Day 702 (redux): end/beginning

September, we hardly knew ye. Man, this month always seems to be an intense one for yours truly. A lot of it, I suppose, has to do with my birthday, that natural marker of “another year gone by” which leads to questions like “what the hell am I doing...