Comfort drawing

The daily overdose of horrifying news; nonstop blasts of proclamations and destructive actions from Donald Trump's insane first week in the White House, and the outraged responses from across the world, have me feeling weary. I'm getting my work done somehow, but under a thickening cloud of worried distraction.

Today, Sunday, I turned to doing mundane things to relieve my anxiety. I gave one of the bathrooms an unusually thorough cleaning, even though it was already pretty tidy. I took Ellie out to run in a big open field. Went to a local Asian market looking for Japanese groceries.

Sitting in the living room this afternoon, I opened my sketchbook and took out some colored pencils. I was still feeling pretty agitated and needed to settle my mind. Like eating comfort food, drawing sometimes calms me.

Not today.