I was griping this morning (it's easy to gripe in the morning) to Jake about being plain and too skinny and too flaky and scattered and unorganized. This afternoon, I'll probably feel all puffed up with myself and feel smart and pretty.
On Tuesday, I was drowning in self-pity. On Wednesday, I thought I had the best life in the world. On Thursday... well, it's too early to tell yet.
One day I'm completely motivated and dedicated and full of creative energy, the next I don't even want to draw.
Is this a 'me' thing? Should I seek professional help? Or do you notice the same thing in yourselves? Is it a woman-thing? What about you guys out there?