Saturday, March 1, 2014

So, I take resolutions every freakin day and never stick to them. These days I'm not that worried that I'm not really that creative. But there is a "task" in my head which says "make something". And its no longer a compulsion but a chore and something I dread. I have stopped dreaming of becoming a concept artist and waiting for some external impetus to quit my job and do something else. To the point that yesterday I got fuckall drunk with colleagues and might have said extremely questionable things to my boss and might have behaved highly inappropriately. I hope it is all ignored, but knowing my luck it wont be and it will be a fucking awkward Tuesday.

Maybe it's time to start listening to the subconscious.

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