I go to work in six hours...
and I'm not sleeping yet. This is getting to the point where I'm going to hurt something. I'm creatively dry, I miss Chris beyond the point of throwing myself off the top of a building if I don't see him soon, and I can't sleep. Sleeping is hard... and it's even harder when I miss Chris... and I can't calm myself with sketching or writing because my creativity has splattered against a brick wall.
...It's funny when you're sleep deprived, though. Your vision slowly stretches the things around you and it resembles the slow zoom in a film where it looks like everything behind the person that the camera is focusing on is moving away...
...It's funny when you're sleep deprived, though. Your vision slowly stretches the things around you and it resembles the slow zoom in a film where it looks like everything behind the person that the camera is focusing on is moving away...