I've lsot it

I have lost something. It's the thing that helps me make. It's not all gone, by anymeans, but the thing that makes might be heading in a new dirrection. That thing has been floating along lately, not really doing a lot, and I need to figure out what to do with it. For one, my body needs more excersise. And my brain wants to read. My Life in France by Julia Child is what it is eating at the moment. I am frustrated by my lack of an oven, with all my new found bread knowledge, a toaster oven isn't getting me the results I desire. I am growing tired of technology, and my lap top is becoming a paperweight. I made the Christmas list this week, and that is offering me a good feeling. I love the Christmas MAKE-ing. I guess that art is stupid. I am tired of it. I was told today that this can be a good thing, it is where those who care can make things happen. I want to make stuff, I want to have good ideas, good concepts. I want to keep on, and so I guess art isn't stupid. I'm casting something off. I guess it's time to take risks again.