As my temperature dropped under 38 i feel good enough to use my brain again but don’t feel strong enough to do anything proper. hence, i buried myself in woolen covers with my bullet journal.
Lately I’ve been experimenting and evolving different methods of keeping my notes – it does sound superficial but following somebody’s system makes me anxious, especially when i cannot stick to it to the point. Therefore, i’m now doing a bit more creative and colorful version because my hands are itching to sketch again but i don’t seem to find enough time for it.
This makes me slightly worried that i might go into full not colorful-inputs-stickers-blablabla #bujo style, so i understand i need to find my creative outlet soon before it’s too late.
