THEY MOSTLY COME OUT AT NIGHT… MOSTLY
I’m pretty sure that I’ve just experienced my most creative day/night ever. It’s strange how a little sleep deprevation, due to working the graveyard shift, can work wonders when it comes to spawning new ideas. I won’t go into any details but I don’t think that I’ve ever filled over eleven pages in my sketchbook in one day before.
Now, I’m sure not even half of the things I’ve put down today will amount to anything more than what they are now, scribbles in a notepad. But even so, with eleven pages of possible projects, all with different varations, something good is bound to come out of it.
Time to go to bed.