Today I feel sad and depressed. I feel like a loser... I can't paint, even I have spent all my freetime doing it.
I went to bed for sleep couple of hours ago, but could't fall asleep at all. I was thinking a painting I have on my table waiting to be finished tomorrow. I hate that unfinished piece of crap. It makes me feel sick. Really sick. Why do I keep continuing when I can clearly see that I won't develop...
I go and try to sleep again