Since I got back from Madrid last week I've been promising myself that for the rest of the month I should at the very least be productive.
While I couldn't do anything about it I spent days daydreaming about possible stop-motion short movies, about writing my directed study, about visiting museums. Reality hit me hard nonetheless when I realized I could do whatever I wanted to, whenever. I am thus at the moment in an annoying position of stagnation, taking pictures of my smiling chin - a friend who'll keep me company over August.
