I need inspiration. I need motivation. I need organization. I need a creativity explosion/implosion. I need focus. I need precision. I need love.

It's amazing how just a few minor, insignificant happenings can totally throw me right back into familiar habits. No sleep. Eating non-stop (I've ballooned at a staggering weight gain of 20lbs now - fatty fatty bum bum). Ah, if only I could live in a perpetual vacation, doing nothing but reading and sleeping. Now, that would be something.

I felt a minor accomplishment the other night. I mowed the lawn and weeded the front garden. And then I think to myself, "That's an accomplishment? That shouldn't be an accomplishment, that should just be life. When did mowing the lawn become an accomplishment?" I'm in desperate need of some focus.

Focus. Focus. Focus.

Did I mention I need some focus?

Oh, shiny!...