I took a brief visit back to the depths of despair a few days ago.  Doing much better now.  I'm taking on a lot of challenges.  My mind is being stubborn.  It wants to stay comfortable in the apathy that it knows so well.

I've been having flashes of inspiration that I need to get in the habit of writing down.  Sometimes I catch a glimpse of absolute success.  I need to reach that state more consistently.

I'm tapped out.  I need a good night of sleep to recharge me.

Tomorrow will be an inspiring day.

I was a full time cook/ part-time artist.  Then I was a part-time cook/ part-time artist.  Now, although I am an excellent cook, I'm no longer called a cook.

Now I am simply an artist.  It's actually quite convenient that way since it's my destiny 'n' all.

Ahhhhh...feels good.

Um...