When I’m off mentally/emotionally/whatever it’s usually tied to something physical, which causes me stress. Stress triggers my fibromyalgia, I hurt, it throws me off emotionally, and then the snake eats its tail.
My new scrapbook hobby, which is half scrapbook half junk journal, helps me focus a little and distracts me. The group I’m in has weekly challenges and I’m going back to do the ones I missed before the weekly challenge drops tomorrow. Today is blue.
I’ve been centering my pages around one or two pieces of ephemera I’ve collected over the years; an important photo, a thank you card, that sort of thing. Today is a picture of my first cat as an adult. 💙🩵💙🩵💙