Investing myself in creative and liberatory activities helps bring me closer to the activist and person I want to be, especially to my daughter. But it burns me out so much. The play festival I’m coordinating is relatively low commitment, but I’m trying to make moves to get it ready and I haven’t heard anything from the producers in almost a week. It’s frustrating. Beyond that I signed up for a series of classes on how to effectively organize and confront not only our personal biases but that of the institutions we engage with, but the thought sounds so exhausting. It’s essentially a class and while I love to learn I just don’t know how far I can stretch myself. Not a bad day and not a bad problem to have. But I always wish I could do more than I am able to.