Suffering for something Else

Too much science! Too much of my concrete lab! Too many photos of things too small to see! The rest of myself is crying out for some attention, manifested by my intense desire to do something crafty and make something beautiful. I want to make purses, and paint my room, and get new curtains, and choose a new accent color, and sew and stamp and paint--even though I can't really paint. I think I will.