Woooosh.

     That's the sound of the wind rushing through my ears and around the inside of my head. I'm going through one of those spells where my creative energy just goes "Lol, nope, don't think so suckaaaa" and stops existing. So I sit around trying to think of something fun to craft/sew/draw/write about and this is what happens. 

     I'm hoping it's just because I haven't been sleeping well at all these past few nights, and not because my whole life's supply of creativity has suddenly run dry and now I'll have to become an accountant or something (no offense to accountants).