shrewsday

Tuesday already, almost gone.

I still don't see any balance happening in my life. I still haven't set the house to rights. I still haven't found a bucket to dip in the Well of Making. By the time I finally got to the studio today this, above, is all I felt like doing. Putting my feet up and staring at the ceiling. Oh well. It can't be forced. It just has to come when it's ready. I'm doing all the boring production stuff at the moment, skirting around the creative edges. The few new things I have been tinkering with haven't been that successful but that happens sometimes. Sometimes that is the best way for things to happen, it leads discovery and unexpected paths.