Getting back into the studio has been proving more challenging than I thought it would be.
I have been weathering storms, very caught up in the political battles being fought all over the country; drinking too much wine; finding new feminist literature to read; procra-nxietying on some financial chores; and a bit of a blow from Sandy. We got off very easy, no bad wind damage or flooding in my neck of the woods and only 24 hours without power.
My heart goes out to the people who got hit so much harder.
I'm feeling a bit windblown.
Soon Bri will be here for a visit and that will take precedence.
I'm having trouble reestablishing the habit, or I should say making the habit a priority.
I'm not sure if this is a moment to push or a moment to drift.