Saturday, Apr. 06, 2024 - 6:09 p.m.

I told my friend I was going to go to the group show they organized and now my anxiety got to me and I can’t. I’ve just been moping all day, weighed down with anxiety and guilt and shame, hardly out of bed.

The cat brought me a dove today.

“As soon as I’m done with these jewelry orders I’m going to get on it and make items to have on hand for while I’m away in June”. But what have I been doing? Fuck all.

Well, I did coat some paper in cyanotype chemicals so I can make more. Was nearly running out and I can’t make jewelry without it, so I guess that’s something.

Still, if I could go back to sleep now, I would. It’s 6pm.

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