If you don't brush your teeth enough, you get cavities.

If you don't nurture your creativity enough, you get cavities.

Real Life.
Real World
These begin to encrouch on the magical realms of our imagination. They tell us
"No. Cannot. Impossible. Stupid. Lame. Not good enough."

Sometimes when I drink, or when I start to go a little mad, I become unhinged and paint, or write.
I have an art project I'm working on. Shawn took my lapboard and replaced it with one that is uneven and has stuff (ash?) on it. I haven't worked on it since. I will have to clean it off or something. I will have to overcome the tiny towering obstacles of life. Small things make progress so difficult sometimes.

I wrote tonight though. A decent bit, too. On my post apochaliptic story. I should come up with a better title for it.... should determine the storyline first I think