It is Groundhog Day today and the sun isn’t up yet. I love winter but not when my life is unstable. The cold and dreariness makes it difficult to step out of the house. I haven’t worked in several days and fear of the future is wearing thin. Often times I wonder if my life is so difficult because I seem to live it against the grain. My motivation is sinking…not depression just tired-tired of thinking and thinking. My mind is on an endless rollercoaster ride that never stops. Sometimes when it is bad like this, I seek religion. Today I will buy a medallion of St. Michael, the Archangel to protect me from negativity, to protect The Revelation Painting, and to help me shake these bad feelings of being conquered. Believe it or not, sometimes I think about tearing up the canvases of the painting and leaving it all behind. It must be the gypsy in me that has forever kept me moving. It is true that a rolling stone gathers no moss. At least if I were working, taking care of people, I would feel better. I miss the people.