The past two months I’ve focused on healing the shrieking pain in my ankle from various issues that came up all at once.
I did a lot to try and heal it, but the best thing was, of course, rest (and some kickass painkillers).
This week I realized that during that time I lost touch with my creativity.
I stopped journaling, writing my tiny poems, doodling, art journaling, blogging, embroidery, knitting, the lot. The only thing I did do that is creativity adjacent is editing my short stories for an upcoming book.
Of course, this is also due to the medication that makes my head spin, but I CAN create if I let myself.
So this image is a reminder to myself to create.
Because not creating is utterly depressing.
I deserve better than that.