Quick vent doodle.

Lately, I've been getting really frustrated. I feel as though, with the exception of my art, I've lost a huge portion of my creativity, namely when it comes to writing. I haven't truly written something since 2008, and I used to be a damn fine writer. I even won awards. But since then, I've felt an increasingly large weight. I can't seem to access that portion of my brain anymore. It feels like I don't think the same way, and sitting down to write anything, creative or not, is a chore. I used to be something. Or rather, I had the potential. Maybe it's so hard because I no longer have the pressure of a class. Maybe that helped me to force my brain to hammer out ideas. I don't know. I feel like a completely different person than I was in 2008. That's not to say that I miss it. I'm glad I've changed. But there's some parts I miss. I could probably be something again, but it doesn't help the psyche having a near-constant struggle to find stable work. That's shattered my confidence pretty much everywhere.