This week I have been on medical leave from my role at the library due to my shoulder injury which has given me plenty of time to think and to read...which isn't necessarily punishment for me but still difficult never-the-less. My house is untidy, work emails haven't been checked, meals have become very simple (lots of canned soup, Vietnamese and pizza) and and my painting time is coming in very short spurts, usually with my left hand. Last time this happened I learned to step back from too many obligations and to slow down which is so important and yet so difficult to do. The greatest experiences in the past for me have been those times that I was forced to slow down and let go, so I hope that this time that lesson sticks. I really applaud people with chronic pain who function quite well in spite of it as it is exhausting. And yet, despite it all, whenever I do paint or even think about artwork I become so very happy. I don't know why I was made this way, but I am glad for it.