I started off the weekend at a protest in LA and ended it playing Mario Kart with my family. In between I've been painting. I'm painting a lot more lately and it makes me feel good. Gives me a cozy feeling. When I come home from work I eat something small and go for a run. I come back fresh, make some tea, put on a movie on my computer and get to work. I only get to put in a few hours since I have work the next day. The more I paint, the less sleep I get so waking up in the morning has been a realllll struggle. But when you love to do something you don't mind. But I really need to stop painting after 1 am.

PS. I finally watched the original Star Wars trilogy (while painting). Everyone can get off my back now.