June wasn’t the most productive month, even by pandemic standards.
But I’m ok with that. I needed the time to regroup and reset so I can get out of the weird holding pattern of the last few months and get back to work.
Time keeps on slippin’… I’ve been: spending | starting | refreshing | drinking | wearing | finding | having | setting | trying |
The last two weeks in a nutshell: making | hoping | falling | doing | figuring | loving | thinking | feeling | hitting | starting
For the first time since March, I was able to start thinking about fiction again, and start taking photos again, and in the last two weeks or so I’ve even been able to concentrate for more than ten minutes at a time. This was the month that I started to feel like an actual, functional, creative, human being again.
That doesn’t mean it’s been easy.