I had the most amazing weekend visiting friends, eating breakfast for every meal and dancing my booty off.
Now that Monday is here, I’m feeling the angst of a seemingly endless standstill. Creative people, you feel me? Projects aren’t coming naturally, music doesn’t sound right, silence is deafening, leaving the house sounds horrible, staying in sounds worse, job prospects feel empty.
Just a little old fashioned teen angst. And I’m embracing it. Tomorrow is a new day.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ll be listening to The 1975 and attempting to fold my laundry. Cheers!