I must have had a grand total of 8 hours sleep across five days, between the coughing.
I’m so tired.
But I’m also at my most creative. My mind is onstantly racing.
I spent my nights, drying desperately to drift off, vividly hallucinating stories I can make up on the fly. I’ve written in my head two novels, a Doctor Who movie, a Halo game and Mass Effect 4. And they’re all great stories, and I’m shocked that I know that they’re objectively great, because they sound like nothing I thought I could come up with.
I’m seeing the doctor today to get something to let me sleep.
THE HUNGER GAMES
THE LORD OF THE RINGS/THE HOBBIT
JOHN GREEN’S BOOKS
JAMES BOND FILMS/BOOKS
HOW I MET YOUR MOTHER
MY LITTLE PONY
I can totally draw freckles on this lady and then zoom in and draw an entire city in a single freckle and then zoom in and draw a living room through a window with a cat on a lap and the family is watching a film and then zoom in on a picture frame and draw that and then zoom in on the eye of the person in the picture and draw the reflection of the camera
THAT IS POSSIBLE