I only wish my desk were as nice and neat as that one in the picture. It’s neater than some people’s desks, but for me I find it too messy. Of course, having a three foot tall dictator who likes to climb up and get on my lap while messing with things that are on my desk isn’t a recipe for a pristine desk. So, I make do.
This past week, well, I don’t want to talk about it. Thankfully I had my posts done up ahead of time, because by the time that Thursday rolled around, I was willing to pack myself into a box and ship myself to an island where I didn’t know anyone. I am so tired of drama. I refuse to let anyone in my life create that much damn drama again.
Also, finding time to write is hard as hell right now. Life is busy pulling me in three million directions, and that means by the time I get some time to myself I am waaaaaaay too pooped to actually do anything creative.
So I’m trying to get back into a daily habit of writing/drawing/just creating in general. I just am running into speed bumps over it.
Hopefully things will settle down in the near future. Hopefully.