figmentation

Sometimes when I sit down to post, I realize that I have nothing to say. There's nothing going on, I'm not creating anything, and I mostly feel like my life is one big fight with the laundry pile. I'm fighting it, but I feel like I'm fighting in vain.

I don't know what my enemy is and i'm not sure how to fight them.

Last night I watched horses do some amazing feats and elephants stand and walk and dance and skip and house cats play with birds without eating them. It was beyond cool. I'm inspired (I love love love animals. They make so much more sence than humans) Today I'm off to the city to talk to a fellow about a project that he wants me to be involved with. Things are down to the wire - I must find work or I will be the preverbial starving artist. I feel like I'm wanting to *do* so much and feel unprepared for it all.

Really though, I like the animals. And I like the elephants.
(I'm half tempted to run off and join the circus)

(btw - This is the first ever post I'm using spoilers in. I almost need them because of all of the assides my speechpatterns have, but really I think they're just neat.)

I"ve said all this to say that I think I'm just stuck in a hole covered in mud.


(this is not to worry about... It'll be fixed shortly)