Friday, 1-06-12
When I read about doing this journal, someone had commented that usually what we do is we think about the worst things that happen to us during the day, and that’s how we end up defining it. Well, I never thought I was like that but I can’t tell you how many times I kept focusing on the worst parts of my day today … shameful … but eventually when I finished sifting through the upsets I found the very best moment of my day, and it was truly oh so rewarding.
My very best moment of the day? — talking to a good friend on the phone who commented on my productivity and reminded me that a year ago I said I was going to try really hard to practice art as a profession, not just a hobby.
Well … one year later » PROFESSIONAL ARTIST « right here, baby …
