I'm aiming to take a few days off from the act of drawing/painting/creating for the first time in a long time--2 days in and I'm already feeling a little insane. It's like the denial of something that's integral to me, but seeing as how the reason I'm doing it is because my arms are all manner of messed up due to overwork, bad posture, and lack of home ergonomics, I should really stop complaining and just get it over with. I'll find ways to deal with it--maybe I'll get back to writing for once, who knows.
I feel like I've been doing a whole one step forward, two steps back dance for the past couple days with my personal development and my relationships with people (or specific persons), and maybe this break will give me time to reevaluate and rebalance myself. Sometimes you yearn to be around people who make you worse more than they make you better--little gems of moments stick out in your mind of when it meant something and was good, buried deep in dirt-grime of bad experiences. I'm tired. I know I'll get even more tired if I go back to the same mud-pile and start digging again. I'll take my time to remind myself of this.
Really should spend my days building up rather than excavating anyway.