Today was pretty lame... I woke up around 2pm, no dreams that I remember well enough to post. First thing I did when I woke up was get on my laptop (like usual) and check the basics for anything new. Facebook was dry as ever, nothing new on youtube yet, still too early, and the blog was just as I'd left it for the past week, with a few more views, but nothing note worthy. My roommate and I went to Kroger, stocked up on taco stuffs and carbonated beverages, then we came back and I wasted a few hours playing Black Ops. Long story short, nothing special happened today.
Granted, it is Friday, so Fringe, my favorite t.v. show, was on. I won't ruin anything in case you missed it, but I wasn't exactly happy with the way things went, but the other 90% of it was just as awesome as normal. But anyways, it's now 10pm, and I'm not tired. I got back on facebook, and talked with my friend Jordan for a good while, watched my subscriptions on youtube, then played some League of Legends with my brother. After losing miserably twice in a row, I quit, and chatted with my brother about life and the future. I vented a bit about my boredom and general displeasure with my lack of employment and decided I needed a better way to fill my days while I wait for a job opportunity. So I started drawing again. The reason I'm writing this instead of talking about a dream I had, is because when I asked my brother to give me an idea of what to draw, he told me something like this:
"No matter what suggestion I give you, you're just going to shut it down. It doesn't matter what I tell you, you aren't going to like it. Your imagination isn't something I can turn on for you, that's something only you can do."
This lit me up. I got that feeling you get the night before you drive to Cedar Point or Disney; pure excitement. This rush of feel-good ignited that spark that I lost long ago. Just as he told me, his idea didn't make the cut, but his suggestion, along with the blissful music of Iron & Wine, got me drawing again. I spent and hour drawing and shading, and I now have the will to return to bed.
I feel like my days are filled with uselessness, and waking up late and playing games all day are exactly the reason. And because I don't feel like the day was fulfilling, I find it difficult to sleep. When I lay down, my mind races and I can't shut it down. I haven't rested enough lately to actually dream. Tonight, I'm setting my alarm for 11, and when I get up, I'm going to work out, eat a good lunch, and hopefully hang out with some friends.
* I'd like to thank anyone who reads this blog. Having an audience to share my dreams and thoughts with is indescribably awesome. Hopefully my subconscience will have something to post for you all soon.
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