Funny how right around the time that Inception rolls into theatres, I start getting ridiculous vivid dreams and I remember them, which is weird because I usually don’t remember my dreams. I usually get dreams this vivid when something is on my mind, plaguing it, terrorizing it, strangling it. The whole mindfuck nightmares and the heat are messing up my sleeping schedule even more than it already is. I really need to fix it. I think I’ll try that this week. Now that my main project is done, I have two more that I’m working on, but they’re not nearly as big. I really need to start applying for a job. I don’t know what I’m doing with my life. I really don’t. Thoughts have been speeding through my head in jumbles these past weeks. Creative thoughts, depressing thoughts, dark thoughts, happy thoughts, the whole shebang. I guess this is good, this usually helps me with my creative output. I’ve been in a slump for a long time anyways and I think I’m slowly coming back up, so I guess I can thank you for that much at least. I need to get things really back together. I need to figure things out. Blah. Alright, let’s do this.
Its 6 in the morning. Should I sleep? I’m not really tired. Meh. Its times like this I wish I smoked still. It’d be great to be out on the balcony right now with a smoke. Eh. I’ll start by going on the balcony and see if I get tired. Good morning sun, good night world.
