there was a whale in my ethos water...

so we went for a swim.

The finches weren't outside of Starbucks today, which was disappointing. I threw pita pieces to no one in particular, and hoped for sunnier warmer days soon,

and I doodled....with this song in my head (don't know why or how).

Job hunting continues. Or rather, it has officially begun. And life is full of things-that-must-be-done. And everything seems to take priority over creating. I imagine there could be no end to this stream of things-that-must-be-done...until I force one.

Frustration builds.

And I hold my sketchbook dear.