I haven’t done any freelance work in over a month. It’s been 3 months since I made an Orneryboy comic. I barely sit in front of my computer anymore. And I haven’t used Twitter at all this year. All I’ve done is work on my garage, go for walks with Jen, play drums, take photos and play Skyrim.

As a result, I’ve been consistently happy so far this year. It’s rare for me to go so long without feeling depressed. But I feel like I’m just being irresponsible, hiding from everything that has a tendency to upset me. And I know this current routine can’t last.

For one thing, I need to earn a living. Which means taking on freelance work again, the thought of which is already stressing me out. And I need to make a decision about whether or not I want to keep doing Orneryboy, which is feeling more pointless with every passing year.

Oh well. The next month or two should be interesting.