Went out tonight and had fun with friends, and it was so restorative. The only other times I've been out of the house this year is for grocery trips, and I didn't know just how cooped up I was.
It's sealed my decision to pull from my meager retirement fund to go to a printmaking conference in April. Even if nothing monetary comes from it, just getting out and being among other artists is a very good idea. I really think I need to remember what outside joy feels like so I can keep pushing on.
