Every time I go to the library I get a pocketfull of ideas, I bring home an arm load of books and then stay up all night reading. I really want to play around on a potters wheel again. I want to get started on all of my ideas. I need to buy a notebook and pencils and go on holiday with my family this weekend, and quit failing important tests.

This rush of ideas certainly makes up for the past three month hiatus my mind took. I've got the artsy part back on course, now if only I could do something about that silly academic bit.

I want to play my guitar.

Post Script: Want to know a secret? I'm going to try to build a drum. But shhhh! Don't tell anyone!