we’re missing out on so much
we’re missing out on so much
I’ve been thinking about motivation a lot lately.
The only real way to make a dent is to make putting my butt in the chair to read a priority.
I’ve allowed fear to dominate and the brain weasels have grown so fat and content they no longer fear reprisal.
I’ve been reading the book Growing Gills: How to find creative focus when you’re drowning in your daily life by Jessica Abel and it is slowly changing how I view and approach all creative projects I want to work on.
(I’m going to share a content warning up front, this post will discuss a suicide attempt so please only read on if it is right for you.)