Think'n

I just realised. Most of the time, I consider myself to be reasonably normal and well adjusted. It's only when I turn my attention to arty things I've done, or attempted to do, I get all gloomy and depressed. Soooooo..... what's THAT all about? Why are we overly critical of ourselves, our abilities? As I said to an old friend recently, in art, the very thing that drives us can, if unchecked, hold us back. But I won't let it stop me.....not this time. I'll bide my time just a little while longer....watch tv....grab a beer.....