Perhaps a little better.

I feel a little bit better today, though, a lot of issues have arisen: My glasses are becoming too small. I don't where them as much as I should, but I feel very "right" with them on. And they help my headaches. I've got a lot of work to do and I'm not sure how it'll get done. Things that matter will have to be sacrificed. I've gotten into one of those drawing moods again. Alas, if only I could draw. At this point, I'd take consistancy over skill in the short-term. Practicing is so depressing. My Medicine certainly does help things.

A Dilemma

The current time is 01:15 and there is nothing I feel more like doing than taking medicine (which I forgot this morning, thus the malaise and anxiety) and staying up into the endless night reading light manga and writing tidbits. I want to draw. I wish I could draw.

The fact that no one will read this is getting to me a little bit.  Sleep is the last thing I want, even though I've been working so hard to sleep more. I feel like I'm missing a post between this one and the last one. There was something else... oh, I'm posting from my phone, so that I don't get distracted. But I think I might get up anyway.