Sniffly and quarantined

Working from home for two days due to the sniffles, a cough and a sore throat has me feeling a little stir-crazy. My mind has been racing a little about how to get more of the things I've wanted to do into my daily, weekly, or monthly routine. I've started to draw again. Draw badly that is... ugh my talent is stagnant and suffocated. I only hope it hasn't died and that I can still recusitate my asphyxiated creativity. Lost is not a constant state of existence that agrees with my normal disposition. So I must find a semi-fluid state that better agrees with a personal evolution. Drawing, writing, blogging, producing... that is what I need to do I need to produce. No I need to create.... yes, I need to create! CREATE!!!! The need to birth something amazing is almost painful. From pain can come beauty.... reach into the personal pain of your freak out and recycle it into a unique biographical collage of fractured captivating personal art.