December 12, 2002
My head feels crowded. Partly it's the cold medication, sure; but the rest is full of these ideas I have to get out somehow, whether with pen and paper, or with paint, or whatever way I can contrive. Why today, more than any other day? Probably because I should be studying. The necessity of doing schoolwork seems to be my greatest creative motivator these days. "I should be studying. Hm. I think I'll paint instead." Sad. What's worse is that no matter what artistic pains I undergo, I still can't seem to say what it is I need to say.