I wasn’t feeling great today, so spent a good part of it in bed. I did get a bit of housework done, worked out and sang. Not my best day but not my worst.
I’m really looking forward to learning to knit and to do some painting. I think I’ve become a little obsessed with the idea and all other creative projects seem less enjoyable at this point.
I would still like to write some short stories but I’ve got a strange relationship with words and it’s going to take some time to get into the swing of it. I even find writing these blog posts hard. I guess I just start to wonder if anyone really wants to hear what I have to say. There are a lot of people, saying a lot of things, does my voice really need to be added to that?
Not dwelling on any negative feels, I’m going to stay focused on doing better each day.