It starts to drag after awhile.
Of course, this is my passion and my chosen profession, but even good things must be done in moderation. Eight hours a day, seven days a week, is not a very moderate quantity. I think that they refer to such hours as workahol. I admit that in the past I have been a workaholic, so I’m still not very sure as to what boundaries are appropriate. All I know is that a couple days ago I put down a half finished project, feeling very much like I never wanted to finish it, and I haven’t touched rayon since. When my hands feel antsy, I practice knitting cables without a cabling needle, because it makes me feel superior. I have also started drinking coffee again.
So I’m taking a step back, and re-learning how to make my brain think in other ways again. I might even play computer games. And maybe one day, my mind will return to me.