Whats the point and other grumpy anecdotes from Kreepy

Doing art currently gives me physical pain and nausea. Writing has no point. And my imposter syndrome runs rampant. Also I have the flu, so what else can happen right. But at least my alter is orderly, so Odin still loves me 

For fellow Norse pagan/Heathen/Ásatrú witches or practitioners, I recommend music by the band Heilung for meditation, communing, doing altar work, etc