this morning #1346.

this morning, on the gentle urging of my therapist, i’d taken the day off. set time aside to feed my creative side. in our last couple sessions, she said that that part of me seemed starved lately. said she thought it’d help if i nourished it. she’s right. my energy’s definitely been elsewhere lately. this’ll be good. once i’ve had a chance to have a cup of coffee, i’m going to get back to work on that half-finished painting that’s been propped up on an easel & left in the corner since mid-may. i analyzed it in its unfinished state. after all these months, i can’t even recall what i was going for. that blur at the top of the canvas? i guess it’s a flower? no matter. i’ll figure it out. i refuse to use confusion as an excuse.