i finally got around to reading again. nothing major. i’m going to start watership down again very soon. i’ve loved that story since i was a child. i remember a girl reading it before me and me being upset because i was a showoffy little prig. had to read every long book before everyone else. except when i read the story i just couldn’t stop. it’s one of those books that, if you can get into it, can really leave an impression.
i have absolutely no creative writing or english classes this semester. there seems very little to talk about it terms to the printed word because i haven’t read anything absolutely gorgeous offline in quite some time. from time to time i come across poetry that’s done, i tend to stick to the same handful of poets to read. i wish their words were my own.
i’ve done quite a few digital arts over the past few days. it’s been fun to just sit down and piece it all together like a collage. except not. i wasn’t pleased with the first john lennon fanart but the rest were all right. most of them are at self-indulgent.
i had a bit of a bad time last week. the usual, paranoia and random anger at people that didn’t make much sense. called my therapist after talking with somebody and got an appointment and now i feel much better. i hate not having control over this.
