I'm having a terrible time sleeping...so, I thought I'd make a post here.

Things are a bit slow and I'm feeling a bit down lately. It's not debilitating, but it certainly takes the happiness out of the everyday. I've a lot of stuff to read and to write for my classes (no fun!) which, coupled with my crap work schedule, sucks up my time and energy. *baleful look at Literary Criticism essay*

And I'm lonely. Perhaps that's cliche or dramatic for me to say, but it's true. I just don't know what to do with myself, ahaha.

But as for arts... I have some I need to scan and put up (at least five, if not more) and there are more simmering on the back burner. They're all from a prompt list...which is rather fun. I even bought new sketchbooks the other day so I don't run out of paper.

Well...I have an early start, so I'd best be off. 'Night to all.

(Btw: whomever can tell me where the title of this journal is from, they can have a prize)