It's 3:24 a.m.
I need to sleep. Though I've been sleeping pretty normally for the passed two weeks or so. Waking up at breakfast time, fall asleep before the sun wakes up.
But it's Summer. Sleeping habits are irrelevant. It's hot. I stay in the air conditioning or the pool unless I MUST go someplace else.
Been thinking a lot about arty things lately. I want to paint something or write something. Something specific but I can't put a finger on it. I get flashes of potential scenes from stories but I don't know who characters are or what their motives are. It's interesting and frustrating. I think it's almost time I just drop trying to find it with thought and just start painting or writing whatever flows through my fingers and seeing what happens and even if it's trash or good I'd just keep going until I got better and the stories found me instead of looking for them myself.
It's very annoying. But I like the challenge. Keeps me going.
Also been animating. But slowly. But I like how this project is coming along. I think I might actually be able to watch this one myself without rolling my eyes.
G'night.
