Just need to write

It's been awhile but tonight I just felt like writing something, putting words to paper, you know?  I have nothing huge to talk about, maybe I'm just letting myself be bored.  They talk about that a lot, learn to sit, to listen, to enjoy the world around you, but to be bored, not strapped to a device.  Does it count if I'm also putting words on paper?

The photo above was some time ago, we since fell into a pretty bad drought so I definitely won't be having another bonfire any time soon.  And here in the spring I was upset we got so much rain I didn't have any many chances to have a fire, and now that I do, I can't.

I'm currently slowly creeping up to 2k subs on my YT channel, in case you were wondering, it's still going, for what it's worth.  I've been churning them out pretty weekly for the past couple of years but haven't yet hit my stride.

Have done very little creative beyond that, though I did work on some painting earlier in the summer.  I've started working on decorating the house for Halloween already too.  I think my favorite thing is this:

Our glowy skeleton sure does love his giant sushi plush.  Hehehe.  He's going outside once we get to October, but for now he gets to cuddle and watch TV with me.

I'm also getting ready for the Twenty One Pilots concert tomorrow.  It's kinda a weird mid-week concert and out of town which is probably why they still have seats open.  I'm just kinda ready to go to my last concert for the year and wrap this one storyline.  I only hope that someday I can create a lore storyline that's even a tenth as interesting as this, to get people to enjoy the story that I tell.

Personally, I'm not going to talk about the state of the USA right now, nor the stuff that's going on lately because it's not great.  I'm stressed out when I think about it.  I've heard that people tend to bury themselves in things that bring them happiness when the state of things are miserable.  No truer words have been spoken.

I worry about my mom, I worry about her seeing my brother again, about having her by herself now that her sisters are all gone, that her friends moved away and she is left with her church people.  I worry because I don't think I can afford to move her here unless it becomes absolutely necessary.  But I worry what will happen if I don't.

But this weekend is for me, so let me enjoy it.