A little more like myself

Sunday, October 9, 2022

I know it’s too soon to think I’m getting better. I’ve been here before. I wake up, have a good day and think, “Oh, the depression is gone! I’m cured! I’m myself again!” Just to wake up the next morning with depression’s claws digging deeper than before. Like it just needed a day to readjust. But here I am, feeling “cheery”. Whatever that means.

Teal and blue are my favorite colors. More specifically, Tiffany Blue. I gravitate towards it. All of my office supplies are Tiffany Blue. My desk frames are as well. So, when I grabbed my colors for another paint pour, I grabbed my teals and Tiffany Blues.

This was another little guy, but that didn’t stop me from getting lightheaded as I blew the paint around… I really need to look into a dryer or heat gun. The last thing I want is to pass out and face plant right into a pile of paint.