My brain feels impatient with me, for lack of a better way of putting it. I feel like I should be producing more photographs/poems/drawings than I am, and that the quality I produce shouldn't be as shitty as it has been. Creative roadblocks.
I can't even think of something else to write in this journal, other than to say I can't produce anything decent anymore, and I was only average to begin with.









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