Motivation

I should be drawing. I am supposed to have 8 drawings for my technical illustration class tomorrow morning at 9a. I have 6. My motivation is lacking. I am exhausted. I was up late and up early this morning. I blame vacation. A good vacation. Filled with baseball, yummy fried tacos, outlet mall shopping and relaxation.

My mind likes to move at the speed of light. Constantly jumping from one thought to the next. Sometimes it's difficult to tame. Recently, it's been slow. Slowing down, thinking about life. The big picture. Being that my entire life I have felt much older than my actual physical age, I think I could possibly be in some sort of mid life crisis. OR, maybe this is what happens to people when they are close to 30.

I got a fortune cookie from my favorite place, Pei Wei, a few weeks ago. It said something about following the dreams of your youth. Although my path is not exactly what I thought it would be, I can feel that I am on my way there. I feel like I have grown a considerable amount in the last 5 or so years. I have had help. I have had friends and family do everything in their power to help me get to where I am going. I am grateful for them.

Procrastination is a funny thing. Even with the classical music playing in the background, the left side of my brain is flying. The right side, my creative, drawing side, is numb. At least my IQ is 5 points higher listening to Mozart!