I went to Home Depot. For some reason if I get overwhelmed this is the one place that still gives me hope in Memphis. It's almost a chemical reaction. I love to wander the isles of paint, tape, nails, and hope one day that I will have space to fix up and call mine.
Today I tried the one last idea in my mental book; A simple drop sheet.
This past week and a half, I have tried to make wall paper, studio paper, shower curtains, and even bed sheets work.
Guess what! lol, I think I'm going to be ok.
I want to start expressing what it feels like to be depressed. As a kid I used to think that I was always
underwater. I like how the drop sheet looks. And I love to work outside.