Home is where the shadows fall

I am having a hell of a time getting motivated these days; i seem stuck in a perpetual exhausted state. I have a whole wack of stuff to do, from writing to art to reading. Still, i can't seem to work on it.

This is even more obvious on SnE. Some specific elements of the place are wearing on me rather severely of late to the point i find myself passively avoiding the halls of shadow. I need to deal with these wounds before they fester.

Maybe tomorrow will be a better day. I hope so.