Most of the year 2018 escaped me as far as producing artwork. I've been at a stalemate. Bird-watching in my own backyard consumes most of my free time because it relaxes me. My job has become stressful much more than I imagined it could be and more than I imagined I could handle mentally. I'm pressing on at work but I pause often to think about whether I am satisfied doing what i do or whether I should leave it all behind and start a new life away from 33 years of what I know, what I'm comfortable with professionally, and what I've become secure in.