Well. The whole San Francisco experience could be going smoother. I ended up with a throbbing toothache and ended up getting another one yanked out yesterday. The state of my mouth is so tragic. I don't know what hurts now, the unwelcome trigeminal neuralgia or the oral surgery. All I know is they prescribed the good stuff and I'm all over it cause I need it and that is not fun.
Had my second critique today and it got me thinking that I need to get to a more artistically spiritual place. There is a process at work and its one of those things that really kick in when an artist can totally surrender to it. For me that means letting go of a lot of my defense mechanisms. That would be a lot of letting go. I gotta get there. I might need a retreat that involves a giant tent, a fire pit and some kind of hallucinogenic.
I just hate it when I think I'm eating a totally clean GF/CF meal and I get a reaction. Owie. My stomach hurts. That waitress lied to me!!! #%^*!!!!
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