Brain vs. Heart
Hunger ... while I sit here at the dining room table tapping these words on my keyboard, my mind is focused on the Empty. The Hunger. I'm fasting till noon. I have been Intermittent Fasting for a couple of years now, and I'm only consistent about 75% of the time.
Boredom. Self Doubt. Fears. Wants. Desires. Responsibilities. Wanting to break out. Mundane. Basic. Tapping in. Doing the thing. Supposed to do this. Should do that. Keeping up. Guilt. Exhaustion. Judgement. Ungrateful. Grateful. Unsatisfied.
Easier to Intermittent Fast if I felt satisfied in other areas in my life.
How do I get my Art in front of the right people?
I buy the books. I read some of the books. I don't have time to read ALL of the books. Still feel stuck.
Who even reads these?
Last one got 3 views.
Hello?
It's for me.
I'm not just a housewife or stay-at-home-Mom.
Is what she keeps telling herself.
Vulnerable as fuck.
11:11am and I haven't brushed my teeth yet..