One day

in my childhood I loved to play a cat or dog character and after seeing a manticore in some tomb raider comic, I wanted to be a manticore too.
A few months ago I started to draw a comic, but got stuck in the process and moved on to something else - tried the camino trail for one and a half month while changing my diet in crazy ways.
Feels like I'm neither the person who wants to walk all day long, nor the manticore.
having a normal job feels weird to me and like I'm sacrificing my creativity in a way. I still try to draw, but after a day of moving files around, checking if things are in order and running after project statusses I'm kinda drained and my mind feels numb and peaceful in a way.