My name is Chantal Bilodeau and this is thought number twelve, which is also the last thought of this residency.
I've been craving focus. I don't know if it's me or the outside world but I feel like my life is very scattered and my ability to pay attention somewhat compromised. It's difficult to have any thought that has any depth when you can only think in fifteen-minute increments, or when you're always interrupted. I like the variety and I do enjoy some amount of chaos because it can be very energizing. But right now, I wish I could give myself a bit of stillness to catch my breath.
