i want to date, I want to write, I want to create small lives and make them grow and give them angst and fluff and all the little important parts in between. I'm motivated, I'm excited, I really really really really want to move my plots forward.
But I have to fucking sleep.
I have work tomorrow. I have to work customer service tomorrow. I have to be nice for far too long to people's faces and not sit down tomorrow. I have to suppress my wimsy and earn money tomorrow.
But if I get all my art done tonight, I don't have to worry about being stuck tomorrow...
I have the ideas and I know the ideas won't stay why do this do this