Mh, what's going on in my life.
Sound like a psychologist question.
Well, in a way, everything's fine. Still painting (no as often as I want), learning science stuff, and if we don't really look close, I steal in good shape. And, after all, life continue to be a great thing to live. So ...
But in another way, as everybody noticed (because of my incredibly-well-wrote english), I'm french, so I live in a kind of troubled country. OK, it will certainly be badly interpreted, because we aren't a poor country, we still have government, etc ... but things are going more wild every days.
Anyway, exepts those little things, and if we exept the fact that I really have to finish my play, and accept to expose myself in somes little galery, my life just look like as she always have : unfinished and shaky. And that's fine to me.