I haven't made much art lately, and my ritual of writing morning pages has recently been skipped or reduced. I have found myself inclined to exhaustion and unpleasant complaining, which reminded me yet again that art making and writing are vital ingredients for my well being. Disagreeable consequences ensue when I neglect them. I must all the more diligently allow myself time for the recuperative power of healthy self expression. Breathing, eating, sleeping, loving, making art and writing are all necessities for my happy life.