Between Thanksgiving, and the family commitments, my wonky brain, and lack of sleep, my typical pattern of writing in the evenings has crashed and burned.
For all of you long-haulers out there, I know this is a familiar sensation. I’ve not been able to muster motivation to do anything except watch tv or read in the evenings.
I have many aspirations of doing something creative, I have several knitting projects, which once the weather begins to get cold, something in my brain is triggered to knit. I also really want to paint, or more correctly, I want to want to paint, but I’ve not had the stamina to actually begin.
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