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For me the art flows after those cleaning bursts. I hate it. (How erratic those moments can be)

didn't get around to painting today, still trouble with just *starting* a piece. but i did make a lotta progress on an open job so i'll call it a win

Wellbutrin made my mood constantly low lol, the moment I got off it was like a load was lifted off my back. Will say that each one does affect ya differently, but I get the frustration of having yet another pushed on to try out, ech.

Doctors can be so wildly useless. Mine is talking about maybe I should try going without them and Im like /absolutely not/ This is the most like a real person Ive ever felt. You can pry them out of my dead hands. Go bother someone else.