It's 4:24pm Sunday afternoon if you want to go ahead and make all your judgements about how lackadaisical I have been with this newsletter project of mine. I feel like the week gets away from me often, and I don't schedule time to sit down and write. (This is me not taking this project of mine seriously, even though there are nearly 50 of you.) I'll stop beating myself up before I start now.
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I suffer from migraines, have since around 14. I've only recently started trying to figure them out, or at least find something that works. I'm also stubborn, so sometimes when one happens upon me, I will try to tough it out. Long story long, I had one develop Friday night, it was dull all day Saturday, and it took until just before 12 noon on Sunday for me to take one of my triptans for it. I then felt like battery acid, carefully acquired KFC, and am now sipping on passionfruit pulp and a giant jar of sportea that I've been working on for a few hours. Migraines are weird.
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So that's my excuse for cutting it close this week. Although I technically could wake up early on Monday and write, I'm really trying not to be that scant with my self-imposed deadline.
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I'm having a bit of an identity crisis lately, nothing major - I won't be chopping all my hair off (again) - but I'm getting a little too comfortable, and when this happens, I tend to start expecting more of myself. So, I apologize for the lack of gusto over the past few- and potentially coming- weeks.
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I'm also choosing not to be hard on myself for this lack of gusto. I'm 8 weeks into a 52(ish) week project, it's normal to have highs and lows. This is a nonsensical newsletter that doesn't try to sell you anything, or really ask anything of you other than a few moments of your attention if you choose to indulge in this short read. With that being said, there isn't really anything I HAVE to write about, only things I want to share or ramble about in my attempt to provide context.
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I do want to share that I am making progress in my jewelry-making journey. I'm working with silver, which, compared to gold, isn't that expensive, but compared to other hobbies or skills I could have picked up, it isn't cheap either, so it has been a process giving myself the confidence to start playing with material that has inherent value. Aside from a few fashion school happenings in the LA Fabric district, I've always been a remnants bin/second-hand fabric sewist, so the idea of working with a precious metal is wild to me. Learning means making mistakes, though, and the other side of this precious metal predicament is that all my mistakes and flops can be melted down and reused, which is more of a process of learning. So, almost like this little quip, it's circular.
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After about an hour and a half of staring at this trying to figure out where to go next, I've decided to retire for the evening and give the squishy thing inside my scull a break.
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