It's December. Almost the end of the year. And this blog is like 7 months old with nothing on it. Okay. I will write it.

Yesterday, over vegetable jumbo dumplings (that were not so great) my mom told me to say "excuse me" to God sometimes and just sin. Just live freely (that's not my idea of freedom) and God will think cute of it. I had never felt so dowdy and backwards before. But the fact is, momma has no idea how "free" people are. Hmm no more looking to mom for advice.

I'm gonna find out if creativity really releases nervous energy and calms me down...