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.

A New Idea

Idea: First-person view, girl meets a guy who claims that he knows her. He explains that he is a timetraveler and that he has already met her under these same circumstances. He loops infinitely, going back in time, meeting her, spending the day with her and then going back in time, only to come out and do it again. He is a paradox, like a mobius-strip, there is only this loop of time. During their time together, he displays prescience, telling her what is about to happen, even things that she will do. They all come true. She falls in love with him, but he has to go back in time, or they'll never have met.

Waiting.

I feel that I spend much of my time, lately, waiting. Waiting for meals, waiting for friends, waiting for Blogger to fuse with Google+, waiting for school to start, waiting for the events to reach a conclusion.

I've done very little of anything, lately. I play games with my friends all day, wishing I were writing or reading. I've done none of either for some time, though, I have fleshed out a character for DnD quite extensively.

Maybe when I go back to school I'll get kicked out of this lethargy and pick things up again.

Ends

Things are coming to a head. These next few days will decide much about how things go. I will continue to do my best and trust.

There is a rumour that Blogger is going to be combined into Google+. I, for one, hope that they remain separate.

Letters

As I was going about my summer vacation, I began to think that I would be much better suited for a time when writing letters was the most common form of correspondence. I've read letters from authors to their friends and it just seems that the topics were, I don't know, more towards something that would fit me.

But then, perhaps, it's merely my reserved personality that keeps my dealings with others as they are.

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I feel like I'm writing too many things at once, but I can't help myself. I've got a post-apocalyptic, last-man-on-earth story that I've been doing, which I will detail later.

Balancing my time has been difficult, but I've been reading quite a bit, which is nice.

Getting things together?

I'm not sure if I'm doing well right now or not. I'm trying to write as much as I can, but I'm busy with everything. I've all but abandoned Nikolao without even getting a real start... I've also decided that Revema should have a Dire Wolf companion. I've yet to decide on a name for it, or even a sex. Tradition tells me it should be male and named Romulus, but the male wolf goes against her character... Yet I don't have a good name for a female wolf.