Waking up after a very insightful and dreamed filled nap. Ever notice that your body feels good after waking up from a good dream? The only thing is, since that much needed sleep consumed a good portion of the day, I’m going to be forced to work a good portion of tonight…

On the topic of work, I’m buckling down even harder now. Why? Because I want something. Surely academic achievement is one of those things, but what I really want is something you can’t get in a book. It’s really quite childish. Well, childish to me anyways because this the exact same thought process I would employ as a child. “If I want something, all I have to do is be good in every possible aspect of my life and it will come to me.”  - A little boy’s dogmatic interpretation of karma.

Why don’t we move to 36 hour days like in Men In Black? We’d be able to get a lot more done…or have a psychotic episode. This is what happens when you write immediately upon awakening. Oh, and shoutouts to President’s Day. Thanks for closing the banks, and not school. Stay classy. I’m not mad, just temporarily broke. 

Oh, and I found inspiration to start “writing” music again.