Recently I've mainly been interested in sleeping. It's the easiest way to travel, to get away, to disappear for a while. For some reason the waking world has lost quite a bit of it's glamour. Hopefully temporarily.
just watching the ducks
The life around has slowed down. It's like being forgotten in a park. I'm watching the ducks and the ripples on the pond, but there's no other movement.
How to make art of that? How to even survive? I'm trying to remember how I got out of this. No good so far.