The TinMan still works

i've dealt with so much stress for so long that i am looking for an outlet

and i need to fight to give myself one

i can't live in this sink or swim attitude. i need to be. i need to live. i need to appreciate the parts of life that don't concern themselves with tomorrows and don't boggle down about the past.

it is incredible if i just open myself up to being creative how much just seeps out when i am not thinking about it

but i have squished that part of myself for so long its like oiling up the Tinman. It is going to take some time for the joints to work properly and the squeaks to go away.

But this is more important than Dorothy finding the yellow brick road. It is about how I need to and that the only Wizard of Oz is trapped inside my mind struggling to get out of the dungeon he has been trapped in.