Contemplating Goin to work v. Starting my illustrated nonsense book. I don’t need to go into work but I know I should. I haven’t started any Christmas shopping. Probably won’t.
I always feel like I’m slacking on
my art everything. Of course I don’t feel inspired until I’m putting my war paint on; maybe it’s some new brand of procrastination. At least both options are productive… money comes and goes, right?
The last night I worked I had another flashback of something horrible someone did a long time ago, to keep it vague. On one hand, I need to recover and heal . On the other, I need to do that everyday, which I definitely procrastinate pursuing.
Anyway, I’m 90% sure I’m going to work. Thank you for reading my internal monologue.