After this weekend I’ll be living alone again. It’s bittersweet. On the one hand, I’m truly looking forward to having my own space again. On the other hand, I don’t want my cousin to have to go out. It sucks that he’ll be gone all through the holidays (every single one). I don’t think he’ll even be back until next summer. Then again, he will miss the rain and he’ll get to see some pretty exotic ports. Still. Still. I don’t want him to go.
I’m getting into a new routine. It’s a multi-prong plan that includes creativity, exercise, diet, study and much more. As usual, I like to take it all or nothing but I’m on day two and feeling good.
Part of my plan that I’m excited about is a daily practice of creativity. Painting. Photography. Writing. Anything, as long as I do something creative everyday. And I’ve started doing morning pages again.
Here are some things I’ve created this week:
Painting: The Tools of Autonomy
Photograph: Golden Orange Blue
I’ve also got an uber-chore list house fitness plan. Maintenance that has gone long unsung. Keeping order in my life, my closet and my kitchen. It’s all a package of living like an adult and trying to build a practice of activity that equals the lifestyle and ultimately the life I’d like to live.
Catch as catch can means by any means possible.
