Searching for history in the quiet streets

Back in Armenia, and certainly feeling the fatigue. But this is no time for rest. There's money to be made. Streets to capture. Creativity to be explored to no end. I forced myself out into the streets today to do all of that. To pursue the things I want to and not let the tiredness keep me stuck inside doing nothing. These are exciting days. Days which require effort and momentum. To slack is to accept failure. In other ways that requires a bit of sacrifice. I'm not really looking much at Hive at the moment, I don't have the time to do so. Though when I feel I have enough to share, I'll try. Sometimes that ends up being daily, sometimes I'm noticing I'm taking a few days off at a time. I can feel it slipping through my fingers a little, but that's fine when there are priorities.