Journal Crazy

My new journal has lit a proverbial fire under my creativity's backside.

My first entry was created with my also newly purchased watercolor pencils. It was inspired by the new teal-ish nail polish I'm sporting.


I immediately felt like trees would start growing out of my hands the second my nails were covered.

I made a second page on Monday. I won't beat around the bush; I've got a head full of anxiety a good deal of the time. Sometimes it feels like my face looks like this:



I have a feeling that all kinds of crazy things from my brain will be springing forth onto these journal pages from now on. I already have four other pages in various stages of completion. I'm a journaling machine!