Breakfast. Eaten. And for this week, that small accomplishment will go down as a win. For really no big reason, I have had such a week of struggle. A few bad studio days and a glimpse at my bank account can really make the self-doubt flow much too easily. But being up in the wee hours of the night has given me some fresh ideas of things I need to do...now to sort out how they look in the glaring light of morning.
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I'm right there with you Aubs
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