Its one of those times where words fail to describe how I feel. The description I posted for this image on The Kilted Artist describes it well “This design was “inspired” by how I currently feel: like a broken toy, cast aside, with no value, alone, unloved. Not the most pleasant place for me to pull inspiration.”
Indeed not the greatest place for me to pull inspiration from, but what choice do I have. Am I supposed to just make happy-clappy images of sunshine and rainbows, as if everything in my life were happy and perfect? Of course not. Things are not happy and perfect. That is the problem.
For the record, work is fine, if not a little challenging with this current batch of freshmen and SR films starting this next week.
Its anything outside of work, which is significantly lacking. No social life. Church just not feeding me