After a delightful dinner, I saw that it was about the time to do my drawing stream. I had zero desire to stream or draw and had the “Why are you even doing this?” voice at a very loud volume.
It’s hard to counter the “Why” when there is no real reason other than this is what I want to do. I said I’d do it and I’m the only one who cares if I hold myself accountable. It felt so easy to opt-out of this project at this point.
Then while fighting these voices, my internet went out. I thought, “Great! Without the internet how could I possibly stream?”
Naw! I’m being lazy. Let’s not be lazy.
I went through the ritual of setting things up. Positioning the camera, the lights, the microphone, and so on while the “Why?” voice kept going.
I muscled through it. I shared the link on my social media accounts and hit that “Start Streaming” button.
Showtime!
The rest is history. I had fun. I talked through what I was thinking as I was drawing.
Talking through how vomit should arc, should there be chunks, how should the lid be, what is a toilet like, and whatever else came up was fun. Gross, but fun.
It is fun working through a sketchbook in the open. It is fun to talk about how I feel about drawing and creativity. It is fun to think that I can maybe inspire someone to pick up their sketchbook and thrash on a page or two.
Really though, do the things that make you happy even when you really aren’t feeling it. Especially if you know you will have fun.
the warm up 
~the fluzy things~ 
“snakes”
Don’t forget that it is okay to rest.