Me. Photo by Scott Haydon.
It was around 8:45 a.m. I awoke to the sun shining and birds chirping (and not my bladder for once). I have not woke up to an alarm on a daily basis for about a year and a half. Noticing I was awake, Riley crawled up to greet me, . . . → Read More: “Drop the starving artist routine. Embrace the thriving artist routine.”







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