Best one to-date: Gambit

Remy also happens to be the creator of my unhealthy cycle.

Have you guys read The Subtle Art of Not Giving A Fuck by Mark Manson?

Book details here.

There’s this part:

“Because here’s the thing that’s wrong with all of the “How to Be Happy” shit that’s been shared eight million times on Facebook in the past few years—here’s what nobody realizes about all of this crap: The desire for more positive experience is itself a negative experience. And, paradoxically, the acceptance of one’s negative experience is itself a positive experience. This is a total mind-fuck. So I’ll give you a minute to unpretzel your brain and maybe read that again: Wanting positive experience is a negative experience; accepting negative experience is a positive experience. It’s what the philosopher Alan Watts used to refer to as “the backwards law”—the idea that the more you pursue feeling better all the time, the less satisfied you become, as pursuing something only reinforces the fact that you lack it in the first place. 

ART IS MY POSITIVE/NEGITIVE EXPERIENCE.

It will always be my place of tranquility but there’s still that one thought that manages to invade.

“Can I actually draw?”

When we’re enmeshed in that mindset of yearning for any kind of achievement, what we’re really yearning for is recognition. And for me, that’s a rather different thing than simply wanting to be able to draw better, but no more fulfilling in the long run. Besides, when you reach the artistic goal you have in mind right now, it will seem empty and you will immediately provide yourself with a new one. You’ll be back to the same frustration, abandoning your work because of self-doubt. Then you spiral into depression for a few weeks until guilt motivates us to try again.

I basked in the +/-

and eventually I relinquished.

THE END.

Lol, jk.

I only whip out the ol’ pencil case when it’s convenient for me, which during a pandemic…has been extremely frequent.