I woke up to a white, fluffy morning today. It hasn't stopped either. Plus, when I looked in the mirror, my hair matched the weather: fluffy. >.> I think I'm going to have to swear off Japanese shampoo.

So, I've made a few adjustments to my goals this year. I've set aside some of my hobbies (like Warcraft) to devote time to my art. When I look at my time in college, at all of the hours spent in the art room, I was very happy there. Immersing myself in the details of a painting always calmed me down, no matter what the deadline was. It was a constant flow of creativity. The themes suggested by the teachers weren't always the most entertaining, but I always enjoyed what I learned when I pushed myself to paint something I wasn't interested in.

Now, I feel the lack of that creative drive, and I miss it... a lot. I've found that I have many ideas for art, but don't feel talented enough to convey them. That's very frustrating for me and there's only one way to remedy it: Practice.