Hard to describe.

I think because it's spring. I just feel like I gotta move. Not in a dancing kind of way. I know I'm no good at that. My gut is just telling me that the way to get out of this funk is to get some miles between here and me.

Early March.

Lots of things going on. And one of the few weekends in the past few months that I actually get to relax. Or at least stay home for once. The new job is coming along pretty well. There are some kinks to be worked out to say the least but it's nothing impossible.
Comics are moving forward and yes, I will miss my aunt a lot. She was my favorite aunt as a child and I'm sure the 2nd adult to actually give me ice cream for breakfast. (The first being my grandmother) I wised up that time and got chocolate chip.
However, organization is never-ending and complex. No rest for the wicked, I guess. I'm just worse than most.