I've been trying to change. Like seriously, make a change, and it's hard work, when you have no money.
*side glance*
I've basically decided that I'm going to have to set myself goals for August, to tap back into my creative flow. I need to start jogging, I need to go back to ballet and possibly some form of street dance. I also need to enter more writing competitions; I entered a poetry competition Monday, and felt proud of myself for actually meeting a deadline.
Me and deadlines are usually a no go.
But I can't stop now, I've got a lot of catching up to do, and it's literally going to be an uphill struggle. Maybe I could also break out my keyboard and practice playing again... Pfff I just need to get back to London. But it seems the exile continues!
I managed to doodle Monday night too. It's nothing amazing, but I was still pleased that I could draw a bit considering the state of my battered wrist. I will be back soon with updates, and hopefully some flippin progress.
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