My brain has been all over the place because of work and personal things, so I seem to have fallen back on the one thing that’s always been a fairly consistent. Being creative, or just creating things in general. Trying to be artistic when you’re stressed out is so difficult – or at least for me – because there is this literal block that prevents me from doing what I feel I need to do. I feel like I can’t see past it.
So what have I been doing instead?
I’ve been writing. Or composing some stuff. Shorts, dribbles, poetry, whatever you’d like to call it. Some isn’t even finished, because I start with the general idea and need to flesh around it. I do need to clean some of it up, because it’s just been written and done, nothing else. Obviously some editing and tweaking will make it more refined and polished, but maybe at some point I’ll decide to release a raw version.
I do say I’m going to do a lot of things, but a lot of my goals are clouded by laziness and life. Oops.
Galactic Bubbles 
“Give me back my bullet”
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