It’s a Monday.

I have been out of it lately.

Do you ever have a time where you lose track? Like everything that seemed important isn’t important anymore?

I had a plan at the beginning of the year. I was following that plan.

I was writing every day, contacted a publisher and I emailed an art gallery.

The art gallery rejected me, but I was expecting being rejected. The publisher told me I needed to finish my book but I didn’t continue writing.

I can say it’s all because of things happening in my life but those were there before, they will be there in the future and they will continue until I’m old and gray.

I’m tired of feeling guilty for spending time on things that make me happy because that’s what it comes down to, I feel guilty.

Today I am going to get back on track, and live my best life, or just live.

That’s all