Things I really really like

Saying that I love brambles and alkekengi is not enough, really. I adore these plants.

Queen of my land

When you're the only ruler of your time you might feel a bit too much free, and this might cause you vertigo. You're used to have, what, 5 hours to fill with your own personal needs, now you have 24! OMG. Anyway, this feeling is soo cool. I like vertigo, I like sick stuff so I like having time to loose, as long as it's not properly loosing time, more like learning to do something by wasting time. You might not earn money, but you might learn, which is another form of earning: virtual, personal earn.

And. I've been home for two days and I have to say I did stuff. Not that I'm really satisfied with this stuff but at least it's something. I've drawn 2 comic frames (one is the one here aside, I'm loving how this girl turned out, her expression is so cute yet somehow sly!)and the first page of a collaboration I'm planning to do with my boyfriend. It will be called something like "Ashley&Mork's adventures", but I'm gonna beg him to change it :D

Then I'm still writing bits/planning stuff for Imago Vocis, I think I've got the right starting point.

But I need an expert of ornithology. Don't you know about the bird?

Today I'm humming a song, as always is Tori Amos (I'm such a hopeless fangirl):

He spotted it

"Many people labor in life under the impression that they are doing

something right, yet they may not show solid results for a long time. They

need a capacity for continuously adjourned gratification to survive a

steady diet of peer cruelty without becoming demoralized. They look like

idiots to their cousins, they look like idiots to their peers, they need

courage to continue. No confirmation comes to them, no validation, no

fawning students, no Nobel, no Shnobel. "How was your year?" brings

them a small but containable spasm of pain deep inside, since almost all of

their years will seem wasted to someone looking at their life from the outside.

Then bang, the lumpy event comes that brings the grand vindication.

Or it may never come.

Believe me, it is tough to deal with the social consequences of the appearance

of continuous failure. We are social animals; hell is other people."

Nassim N. Taleb - The Black Swan

This is the point.