I'm feeling quiet. Lots going on inside, but little that I can bring to the surface, it eludes me when I try. Also, I have this toddler who is into things during every waking moment. (Cute, loving, kissy toddler. Toddling around. Into EVERYTHING.)
My heart is like a stormy sea. I try new creative things and don't get them right, and feel hard on myself. I need to bring myself back to acceptance of the journey. New roads are obviously unfamiliar, with bumps and curves that take you by surprise. You can't avoid them until you get to know the road a little better. And that's all part of the fun of new things.
Right? (Try telling that to my heart when I'm sketching something and it doesn't work out. Yeep.)