I've. Stretched. Myself. Too. Thin.
Some days, when I feel like I haven't accomplished enough, I lay awake in bed and just let my mind go nuts and think all the thoughts I didn't have the time to think of during the day. They're incoherent, nonsensical, wild and even scary. But I believe it's when I'm at my creative best. If I didn't share a room I would totes be up and working. Unfortunately, the bf doesn't sleep well with the lights on and I believe his rest is more important with the school load he has. I can't wait to have my own house. With my own office. And my own darkroom.. with highceilings,hardwoodfloors,hugewindowsandbeautifuldrapery.. but that's another post.
On another note, Prof. Fernandez calibrated my laptop last week. I love the look of a calibrated laptop. Unfortunately she somehow undid the calibration (I'm still not sure how she managed to pull that off) and so now the colors on my laptop look shitty again.