Who butters a pop tart? I feel ill. Some things I should not listen to.
Last night, I was up waaay too late then I just couldn't sleep. Tossing and turning, aware that I was awake but not really. I didn't focus on the alarm clock but felt the disgust when it went off.
New changes have been worrisome and stressful. Once I reached home, I wanted to go right to bed. However, I knew if I delayed my drawing any longer I wouldn't get back on track.
It is hard to keep the pace but I am trying my hardest to stay the course.
Good night, sleep dreams.
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