However, what I don't like is knowing it's either all or nothing. I don't like working 90 hours this week knowing I might work 0 the next. The drop-off is hard to get used to. Since that is the way it looks like it's going to be though, I'm trying to find a balance. I'm attempting to occasionally go out with friends after work, or do some art when I get home instead of just crashing. All my projects I start when I have no work just pile up and clutter my room and don't get done, so I'm trying to still clean even when I'm busy and work on things a little bit so they're not so difficult to re-start when I'm faced with tons of free time.
It's...going ok so far.
Today I had a day off, but I go back in tomorrow. It started off well, got up fairly early, took a shower, did my laundry, ran some errands, had brunch with Kelly. Then I started to fade. I managed to make it to an art exhibit I've wanted to see. And that was pretty much the end of my day. No cleaning, no painting. I came home, layed on my bed for hours and finally managed to get up long enough to make some noodles.
So, I'm working on it. I like the stuff I do when I don't work. I don't want work to be my entire life. And it looks like this cycle of lots of work followed by periods of no work is going to be my life for awhile, so I might as well get used to it.
The view from the N train home. This is my favorite view of the city. Ever. Riding the N always calms me down and makes me love New York just a little.


























