Current state of affairs for the past few weeks:
Feeling kind of twiggy.
I wish I could be more inspired and inspiring.
Instead, I feel like I’ve just been sort of
… with all my extremities randomly sticking out every which way.
No sporadic bouts of creativity, just scattered pieces of myself everywhere.
I have to pull myself together.
If I don’t grow my leaves back, I should at least make a damn good minimalistic piece.
Otherwise I just turn into firewood- to crackle, crash, then burn.
Time to water my spiritual garden.
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