So at the moment I should be pretty-fying myself as I have to bounce off to work in the next 30 minutes. However, I feel it necessary, on my own behalf, to say this.
I don't draw nearly as much as I used to, these past couple months. What happened to my inspiration and joie de vivre? Alas, I happened to me. It's quite fine to mope about complaining about not doing anywork and wondering where the the wasted hours went, but quite another thing to actually stop myself in the midst of this wallowing and kick-start my creativity.
That being said, here is what I have come to realize-
The more I force myself to do something, the less I want to do it.
So, in this thinking, I've decided to revert to my old ways, which is merely WANTING to do it. Because I've always lived for pushing myself to new goals. What a LOSER I am. haha.
Anyway, this might sound grander or lamer than I intended. But this time I'm not going to promise anything, I'm just going to have fun.
Also- I wish to live here.