Yesterday, I felt out of it and I wasted half my day laying on an air mattress, but my best friend said this, "My challenge for you today is to go out and be inspired. You haven't created anything in a while." Sick and irritated, I pulled myself together and I left the house.

Today, I woke up earlier than I wanted to and tried to force myself back to sleep, but I could not. I stayed home sick, refusing to get out of the bed for anything but fluids and food.  I was awake; feeling gross and bothered. Today could have went one of two ways; I could have laid in the bed all day and pretended that my mind would let me rest, or I could use a day at home to be productive and to accomplish great things.