Why is it that whenever my life gets busy- whenever times get tough and I really need a support system- I blow off the things that would me feel better? Making things and creating, whether it's taking photos or making yarn or knitting, all help to keep me sane and balanced and in good form.
Why can't I find time for the things that soothe me?
I miss my camera. I'm going to carry it with me wherever I go. For the rest of the summer. I don't know why I disregard myself when I need me the most.