I return to my braided rug, figure out what to do when my friends' drama leaches into my energy, and …
I thought yesterday was a wash, but it wasn't. I begin making a time table for my projects, determine to …
I attempt to work 9-5 and find that I actually succeed.
I develop a new attitude toward time, and my productivity goes through the roof!
I do another self-portrait in the morning, and spend my afternoon ranting about banks and PayPal and LADWP.
I spend an out-of-it day running errands and clipping collage scraps. I analyze my frustration with my off-day.
I find myself unexpectedly exhausted at the end of the day.