It’s been an incredibly normal day today, at least when compared to the days that preceded it. Nothing out of the ordinary really happened, and aside from the slight detour to Glorietta I had to do (my sister wanted me to buy those fruit mixes sometimes sold at SM branches) it was pretty much a normal day. I was even able to get some sleep after I got home, which was very welcome after going to bed rather late last night.
This isn’t to say that I didn’t have any worries; the workshop session at the end of the week is occupying my thoughts, but it’s even so I was somehow able to relax enough to sketch out an idea that came to my mind as I was leaving work this morning. It’s just one small part of what I hope will be a relatively complex picture (at least for me), and while the subject is essentially featureless and asexual at this point there’ll be clothes added later, oh yes.
Don’t expect anything nicely-colored though.
Oh, and one last thought for tonight: I’m finding it mildly ironic that for the past two or so days, the posts of my short story concept has been boosting visits to my journal… And yet, despite the fact that even I myself think that the draft is unadulterated dribble that, while having some redeeming points, might be better off thrown in a burner, not a single criticism, constructive or otherwise, was posted a reply.
That worries me. :S