There comes a point in a person's life when the light of inspiration shines forth upon them like the early morning sun burning through the bleary grayish haze of overindulgence and the purpose of a lifetime's wandering is made clear. This is not such a point.

I am not going to cross post the entire "how I am doing" update from LJ. If you care, I refer you to http://tippydevil.livejournal.com/ .

I will add here a few notes regarding my creativity, or, more specifically, lack of same. Worn to a nub lately, partly from the side effects of my own procrastination and partly by my desire to MAKE EVERYONE HAPPY DAMN IT. . . . . Er, sorry, don't know what came over me. At any rate, I have been simply exhausted and have been finding it difficult to care about very much lately. Some part of me is frankly horrified by this turn of events, and that part is slowly digging her way out of the hole, but it has been slow going and, if it is going to be a lasting change, i realize it will continue to be slow going. I have no wish to bore anyone who has been kind enough to read this far with more detail, but suffice to say many activities need to be pruned in the coming days, and a few habits ripped out by the roots.