Cheese.

Work has put me in a routine.

It goes a little like this--

Alarm, snooze, 

morning routine,

morning traffic,

draw draw draw,

head home,

more traffic, 

dinner or the occasional hangout, 

yadayada,

sleep

It can get a little monotonous..

especially the parts of the day where I just stare at car bumpers for-evahh.

I feel like I had such a horrible work ethic throughout schooling, 

even with all the exciting projects and challenges.

But now I'm drawing cheese all day. 

I'm exaggerating..not really.

Yet I love it.. 

I do. I really really do.

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An excerpt from something I read for church group:

"...perhaps God is strong enough to exult in monotony.

It is possible that God says every morning, "Do it again" to the sun;

and every evening, "Do it again" to the moon.

It may not be automatic necessity that makes all daisies alike; 

it may be that God makes every daisy separately,

but he has never tired of making them...

The repetition in Nature may not be a mere recurrence;

it may be a theatrical encore."

-G.K. Chesterton

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my prayer:

I want all these curdled milk illustrations to be a reflection of God's beautiful daisy artistry.

Seems so immediately mundane, repetitive, and monotonous,

but at the end of the day,

I won't tire of it. 

I'll just do it again. 

ugh, God is so great!