A Resurrect Day

A resurrect day. Getting sick sucks. Sudden sickness that comes and goes in a day is simultaneously a pain and a blessing – yes, good, it went; but then – were you really sick or faking it? I know the almost puking on my ride means no faking.

I want to occupy a headspace of creativity all the time, and sometimes I fail at this, which is not just disappointing, but crippling. You have to fight for it some days, but it is important that you do so.

I love it if I can ever help someone else in that fight, and give them some hope where it may have lacked. People have done it for me on occasion. You have to build it in yourself though, and not sit around waiting for someone else to do it.