For the last month, my energy reserves have been non existent. It seems like fatigue has been my middle name, AND the name of the game. I just cannot seem to get out of my own way. Which is proving to be a problem. I haven't been in the studio to create in well over a week. :( I yearn to have my hands in clay... my soul cries out for the release.
But my body has different ideas. I can't seem to get out of my own way. I get up after sleeping for 10-16 hours (yes, that's a big time span, but it changes from day to day), make some coffee (the life sustaining force), and the I sit in my chair...sipping my coffee...trying to wake up. By the time I've woken up...I'm tired again. NO energy. Fatigue is NOT my friend. It's actually rather infuriating. I got shit to do!
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| My service dog, Kane. Sleeping on the floor in my studio. |
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