harry potter saved my year

a very inspiring person told me that creativity is my job. that i need to work at it like it were the career that pays me bucksdelux. that i can't neglect it because i'm not feeling "inspired". that everyday i need to do a little bit--weather it's my seemingly silly blog, one of my 10 unfinished paintings or a brief 10 minutes on the piano or learning a new song.

i am a creative being. a creature of plight.

it's hard to do what you love sometimes.

i gave up coffee. that was hard too. well, i didn't give it up...i am abstaining...most of the time. I went from 3 cups a day to 1 cup in 5 days. it has been slight torture, but my adreanal system will thank me later.

i also gave up sugar. i feel a little guilty unwrapping a reeses as i write, but i'm trying to be honest. i don't know what my sugar intake was "back then"...but im pretty sure i've gone from 10 future cavities to only 3 or 4.

im sitting here at a booth at a coffee shop. when i came in, it was empty. now it is full. now i am getting evil eyes from groups of 2 wanting the booth from the 1 girl eating a reeses. i feel a little bad, but not really.

if you're looking for a great book, i must recommend Ann Lemont's Traveling Mercies: thoughts on faith. really, truly. i wouldn't say so if it wasn't awesome. boys and girls will enjoy. cynics too. i trust anything written by a woman with dreadlocks.

its almost my year long anniversary of the worst year of my life. but it's getting better. maybe it wasn't even really the worst year of my life. maybe it was just a really weird, hard, awkward year. yeah, that's it. there were good things in it, too. i mean, i went to harry potter world.