You know how you can be aware that you're dreaming?
Don't you hate when you're stuck in a nightmare and you're about to be eaten/killed/blended/blownup/tickled-to-death by a giant chihuahua and you're trying to will yourself awake but you can't quite do it?
I've been in the same nightmare for 3 months about! I can't bring myself to draw anymore and I can't seem to form what I need to whenever I do get a pencil to paper. I want to wake up! Let the artist's block END! Where is my inspiration?
Ahhh. That felt good to get off my chest. But honestly, though I sound melodramatic, I am speaking from my heart. I hate not drawing/not being able to draw. I've been "an artist" since I was five and now... Now I'm slowly losing my drive to create.
Listening to: Mad World
Reading: Jane Eyre