I promise this blog will soon be back to art and introversion musings... but it's been almost impossible to even hear my thoughts these past few weeks.
When people in the business told me this was "busy season", they failed to say this is season where the world will come to an end, hyenas will munch on your carcass, and your brain will turn to mush.
I would like to go to sleep and wake up on the week of Christmas. I think things will be a little less intense then.
The stress and anxiety levels sometimes get to an unmanageable high, but I am trying to keep my zen moment, my place...most importantly to remind myself that no matter what, I have control over nothing.