As of late I've been thinking about the future. And I'm kinda worried, yet really inspired by it.
I really have no plans. And anything that happens in my life does so cause of dumb luck. I'm not really unhappy or anything, just seems like I'm not contributing that much to the process of living.
The thing that really sparked this was a quote from Mark Evanier when he was describing Jack Kirby.
-"He would go to the drawing table around noon everyday, and he would just sit there until about 4 in the next morning. And just draw. And he didn't take vacations, and he didn't take days of."
That to me is an ideal I strive for. Being so creatively engrossed in a world of my own I just get lost in it. It happens to me occasionally, and at that point I'm really at my happiest.
I just wanna drop everything in my life and make stuff. Stuff that matters to me.
I feel like I'm slowly moving towards a life where I truly am in creative control...keyword being slowly.
Really don't want to come across as whiny, just need to vent some times.