Silly Elf Games and Bullshit Schedules are Meant to Fall Apart

There are nights, like tonight, when I find myself wondering what the fuck I'm doing with my life. I have a full time, regular, job which has allowed me to be able to provide for my family. And that's wonderful. It is. But I spend a lot of time worrying about things that don't matter and that only hamstring my efforts to be better at this life thing.

There isn't really a point here. I'm just worrying about things that I can't control and the things that I can are just causing my head to ache.

Anyway.

I'm thinking that I'm going to just do things that make me happy creatively for the next few weeks and then I'll try something else.