Life

I had something I wanted to tell you about earlier this week, but I seem to have forgotten what it was. This is what happens when you don’t write things down, kids!

Anyway, I may have been a bit hasty with my declaration of Springtime last week, as it was literally two days and we got more snow... It melted like immediately, but way to make me look foolish, Mother Nature! I still maintain that it is spring though. I've gotten out my spring coat and all, and the sun is shining and it's actually warm (if you're not in the shade) so yes, it is spring. Also there's so much dust in the air... I'm just awaiting in horror for my allergies to kick in.

Other than me grossly underestimating the amount of Cosmic Irony that Life is willing to fling at me, things have been going pretty okay. I made some cookies today, and tomorrow we're going to have a game night! We're considering adding a new player to our party, and he's going to join us tomorrow to see if he likes the game and if the chemistries match and all that jazz. (don't know if you're actually here or not, but if you are, hi Michael!) I hope it works out.

I've wanted to draw a lot recently, but for some reason I can't seem to find inspiration. Or rather... I have a lot of ideas, I have several things I want to draw, but when I take out my pad and pick up a pencil, I just... sit there, not actually getting anything done. It sucks. I think that if I'd get something done, that would be a start, but I've just felt really distracted all the time recently. Can't really focus on anything properly. I hope it passes soon.

Been reading a lot lately. It's also gotten me into the mood for writing, and I have touched up on some of my really old works, so that's nice. It's nice to actually finish something you've worked on, not just have a million projects with no end in sight for any of them. But yeah, writing is fun. Honestly, I just want to do more creative things in general. Writing these help, I guess, let's me play around a bit. But I often find myself unsure of what exactly to write about. There's no real plot here, so to speak, just a collection of random thoughts. Although... does Life really even have a plot?

Well, in the mean time I'm gonna keep doing what I do, I guess. Not much else I can. And that's fine. Hm.

Until next week, bye~