October is my treat to myself. For a few weeks, each morning begins with an hour of drawing. Part of me pretends I couldn’t possibly do this every single morning of every month because of- Oh, I don't know, I’d run out of ideas, I don’t have the time, it’s a waste of precious hours. But honestly, I can’t even say what it’s taking time away from. It does make me happy tho.
Life's a little more scripted right now, there are no questions about what I should be doing or when. Up, gym, breakfast, coffee, draw, lunch, walk, code, dinner, read, sleep. Drawing pushes any research I might want to do to the afternoon, and there’s no wondering then whether I should draw for a bit, since that might just as well wait for the next morning. Still, you can be sure that come November, I’ll probably stop, even though I know better.
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